Two Ways

Two Ways

Inside me, in here, it feels,

the fear, like

a glove worn on the inside,

sized one size too small.


The effect keeps me from moving.

I can move, and I don’t

move.  I stay.  The pinch is a little worse

when I move, at first.


Still, the tension ebbs, or

I forget for a minute the tightness.

I think this is how normal feels, in

my forgetting.  My stomach hurts.


Or, I move. I don’t think.  It

is sudden and beyond me.

I am moving and it is

as simple as that.


A noiseless shift in me

and the hard yellow line of fear,

the cage of it, dissolves, shatters, falls away

leaving harmless scattered, yellow Autumn leaves.

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2 Responses to Two Ways

  1. Bobbi says:

    Very nice!
    Thanks
    B

  2. Stephen Parkhurst says:

    Wow, I really like this one.

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