Friday, September 3, 2021

Fear Tonight

Tomorrow I'll be ready
to attack the tasks at hand,
jaw set, mind sure.
Tonight I will be frightened.

Tomorrow I would gladly
board a submarine, float
under darkness, sounding depths,
negotiating canyons.

Tonight under a single lamp,
all the hands of fear flutter
like a deck of cards cast
overboard from a broken boat. 


hans ostrom 2021

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