Fear

My engine runs on fear today.
It strives to hide while
all these shiny wings fly by.
There is no truth,
only mornings
that witness
the why.


Pricing papers
shredded and shed.
Life splits into pieces.
Do you feel it?


Fear.
Ubiquitous.
Not free.

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