Fears
I fear lightning even when I am inside a safe space that is my home. I fear the silent disruption of that spark of light illuminating the glum world. The flashes within seconds jolt me and I cringe. The thunder's announcement to take shelter is always too late. I fear the water during thunderstorms. That somehow, the lightning will travel with the water through the pipes when I shower and I end up naked and grotesquely dead. I fear the rain when it pours stronger than the liquor in my gut. And floodwaters will rise leaving us stranded. My front view is a swamp for a few days. And although I am still alive and life will go on the smell of rotting will seep through my lungs as the waters are about to dry. And while the sun is shining, I go out and about forgetting. And they will all soon come back and so will the fears and I have done nothing about it. "I am an X in an indeterminate equation. And that X is the rock upon wh...