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 which I stand." - Mario Puzo

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