Hiram Goes To Café Fear
Hiram thinks, “Here I am sitting inside
my shirt, shoes, and trousers, on a chair
at a table in a café. I am afraid
of dying. Also of nothing. I tell
a waitress what I want for lunch.
She brings it. I eat it, holding off
fear for a while. I don’t know
who or why I am. I am aware
of sitting, afraid, inside my clothes
and body. This is me, I think.
So this is me and this my fear.”
Hans Ostrom, 2012