Treasure Island

Stan Petrovich

(10/27/1950 / Fort Riley, KS)

Man's Counless Fears


i am stuck here
in some kind of walled-in pit;
had i legs & arms
i might climb out of it.
by the light of the silvery moon
i could see the edges better
but i haven't had eyes since june,
when the weather started getting wetter.
i must listen instead
but i have no ears,
there being nowhere to hide,
i can only crouch in my fears.
fast i can feel my heartbeat
& i wish i had a sweetheart
but no, nothing, no one to touch:
my suffering is a bit overmuch.
i am the proverbial cooked goose
merely a brain
suffused with endless pain
on the loose.

help me, help me, if you can
friends, no men, giants,
fetch me from this frying pan:
i'd sooner take the wallowing
stranded at sea,
seeing the waves swallowing me,
seeing sharks smelling after me and my trail of blood;
but i do not even bleed- -
i am after the mercy of whatever's
following me.

Submitted: Saturday, February 15, 2014
Edited: Saturday, February 15, 2014

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  • Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (2/20/2014 9:49:00 AM)

    A child when born on landing on the very earth wails because of fears of alien land.....grows up, lives but not without fears
    because everything on each succeeding day looks to him alien...and so countless fears creep in in his brain fighting whole life alone....and the fears rooted in his mind so strongly unless thrown out will cripple.....so the root is the brain where fears nest that needs to be ousted.......Stan.........very well written......nice piece (Report) Reply

  • Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (2/20/2014 4:49:00 AM)

    Child when born on landing on the very earth wails because of fears of alien land.....grows up, lives but with fears
    because everything on each succeeding day looks to him alien...and so countless fears creep in in his brain fighting whole life alone....and the fears rooted in his mind so strongly unless thrown out will cripple.....so the root is the brain where fears nest that needs right treatment.......Stan.........very well written......niece piece (Report) Reply

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