I Still Need the Fear
Fear brings me near
To those things
You cannot explain.
Why need an
explanation
anyway?
Explanations
only complicate.
Just give me some
dollar bills,
and I'll turn some
water into wine.
Not the same old
cheap thrills.
Such a shame,
you crossed the line.
So blind.
Riding the pine of life
like Barney Fife.
Copyright © Samuel Durant | Year Posted 2014
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