i have felt fear on stage.
and just before.
in the air. on a plane.
in the middle
of the night in a panic.
about too many unclear and uncertain things.
at dawn. early morn.
a boy on my mind. the kind kind.
things to do. or afraid not to.
scared to fall. or of not much at all.
a sudden cloud of paralising doubt.
i got stoned on my own.
like a bad tattoo you can't undo.
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robert frost once told me that spring is the mischief in him.
perhaps rain is the rain in me.
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