Challenge
What are your fears?
Beyond the normal or accidental deaths that can and/or will happen, tell me two of your greatest fears. Poetry or Prose, matters not. And tag me in the comment box like this @Danceinsilence so I can read your work ... 8=) I am also going to change this to a Monarchy right before time expires and then choose a winner with the greatest number of likes (not counting myself)
time alone
he is wasting time
22 in 8 days, ending a lap again
race track’s a wall clock zebra striped as the sun dips,
prison bars filter dreaming light and he is here back again
saying the same things over and over and over
underneath a cracked roof with a ceiling which threatens to collapse
inches above his dome, inches away from being roofless
secondhand runs the hour while he witnesses death second-hand
she is sleeping alone
22 in 8 days, starting a lap again
relieved to be dumped, 3 weeks was all it took,
now dreams on the edge of the double bed
reliving shadows of the time they spent
and wishes flesh would rent the space next to her
doesn’t have to be forever, just for a moment
just until the rock bears the weight of the weather