Jive

Fear visited me last night.

Sat at the end of my bed,

asked me why I had forgotten him.

Recalled the days he’d slither,

and #jive,

inside my mind,

and break,

break.

& my feeble smile,

“so beautiful,” he said.

I looked Fear into his eyes-

“I don’t keep my enemies close.”

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