I should fear him

 

 

 

I should fear him-

It is the sensible thing to do

Fear him, abhor him, hide from him

Keep him locked away in this dungeon deep

 

I should fear him-

I shouldn’t let him inside me

Inside, where he dwells in the dry ribcages of the heart-

a cemetery mink, cold and sleek

 

I should fear him-

or so I've been told

he feels nothing, cares nothing,

would thrill to see the fear upon my face

 

I should fear him-

I know I should, I know I could

but fear, it seems, is not in my vocabulary

not the goatish smell of it in my sweat

 

I should fear him-

fear the depths unseen in those hellfire eyes

fear the intellect burning madly within them

fear the thoughts that have wormed their way inside me

 

I should fear him-

it should be my first concern

when I look at the script on linen that lays upon my desk

instantly distrust his promises

 

I should fear him-

but, why then, do I hear the ring of truth

and place my faith in him and his promises

when he says he will not call on me

 

I should fear him-

but some of our stars are the same

inexorably drawing us to meet in the depths of space and time

like a moth to the flame

 

I should fear him-

fear the silence he creates within me

Fear him, abhor him, hide from him

but I do not, I cannot fear him