The Nature Of Fear

The nature of fear

Its breath looms the labyrinth of my unthought

Into a web of caramelized emotions

Impregnated, the body circulates

its blood, the vessel leans its hull against

this skinny relation

Condemned to success, it survives

As I take it deep, I feel there’s less room

waiting, to be filled

nevertheless, can’t stand plenitude

so I spill it out

again & again &

again.

© 2014, José Eduardo Coelho