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