THE FEAR In a twist of shadows, I turn around Nothing’s the same Everything’s shrouded Fear of falling Scared of retreat, these hot coals burn at my feet Running away over shapeless landscapes, I turn and see my Fear It beckons, it beckons! In spite of heroes, in spite of myself, I look to the mirror and I’m coughing up glass Falling through the layers, the veils of my mind, disturbing is what i see Ululating pygmies cry, weird spectators to my demise In the corners of your pysche you’ll … Continue reading →