Intimate Fear
anticipation burns holes,
cigarette butt pennies,
edge-flared with embers
alight and undying;
and the juice underlying
the peptic wrack belly
wells up and explodes,
almost dismembers.
the touch, when it comes,
spider legged brushing,
black widow trail
of promise again;
an emotion insane
gibbers wild in the castle,
jumps mad as a hatter
shoots right off the scale.
in some skewed reaction,
recoiled in a spasm,
ejected, thrown clear,
nerves bare and bleeding;
the penance of needing,
frustration of wanting,
despatched in an instant
of intimate fear...
Copyright © Tony Bush | Year Posted 2005
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