The Fear... - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

my fear has come
i do not excite myself
and you are no longer
exciting too....

how many times
have i promised myself
not to keep
these things from spreading
on early morning?

time, busy days.
longer hours,
flitting seconds....

must i overcome this fear
and learn
to accept my fate and live with you
throughout my
undeserving life?

there are no images anymore
the bluntness of light
the numbness of walls
the blindness

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 8, 2010

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