Fears


"What are you afraid of?"

          (Of breathing, of the harsh collapse of lungs;

          Of the thunderous, traitorous drum in my chest

          Beating in a cage of bone;

          Of hurricanes of wild thoughts

         That threaten to devour me whole;

          I am afraid of living.)

"Heights."

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