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I fear
I’ll fall from grace
I fear
I’ll fall and not return at all
s u t u r e s . .
hold my face
and faith in place
I fear hounds
waiting at the gate
I fear infamy
but crave fame
I fear
o b s c u r i t y
but thirst for anonymity
I wish
just to be left alone
I fear
another state of being
another state of seeing
that which
has never been seen
I fear
I’ll stop breathing
I fear I’ll stop feeling though I loathe pain
I fear being poor
but dread wanting more
I fear immortality
and still I wish
to live forever
I fear dying
but I’m not afraid of
death
I fear that every lie
that’s ever been told
I t o l d . .
I fear that every truth
however old is real
I fear that one
can steal my soul
If I believed
in such things
I fear my nakedness
is for sale
and everything
and everyone
h a s a p r i c e
even
good conscience
I fear I’m not invisible and can be seen
for who and what
I really am
a n d . .
I fear that if
there really is a God
he’s not a just
and merciful
G O D
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