Fear

Eyes peering into the dark in which not a single spark

Of light filters through, and I can easily imagine a few

Million horrors!

Or,

Sun dappled field , all black and yellow,

Cowbells chiming, soft and mellow–

Stillness shattered– a tiger’s roar!

The grass is spattered red with gore!

Which , I wonder, do I dread the more?

The blank dark space with it’s imagined fears,

Or a familiar face that changes shape, and leers?

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