The Iron Lung, Fear Transcendence

These days, when I look at you Fear transcends Your heaviness Your electric breathing Your encompassing total body You, the iron lung Yes, now these days Fear strikes out against the childhood horrors The endless nights of lone imaginings The images that a fifties child bears deep within the mind to get vaccinated. You’re not alive and You’re not after me, climbing my steps as you pant and Respire To enclose me But you are here Still Taken in form but not fashion Fear lurks within the covid halls of your anatomy A journey in final dependency That breathes so diligently for this centuries’ Infirmed 8/27/2021 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 18' Poetry Contest Sponsored By Mark Toney