02-07-2018, 12:20 PM
Ordinary
There's old fears like Bela Lugosi's
threatening accent and strange clothes,
or the dread of sirens, head under desk,
a curse against those godless Reds.
Then there's timeless fears, such as a spider
tickling your leg until it bites,
heights that nauseate worse than sour milk.
Of course there's courage too, usually arriving
at the worse time like your mother's uncle,
who smelled of garlic and could only talk
in the language of the old country.
There's old fears like Bela Lugosi's
threatening accent and strange clothes,
or the dread of sirens, head under desk,
a curse against those godless Reds.
Then there's timeless fears, such as a spider
tickling your leg until it bites,
heights that nauseate worse than sour milk.
Of course there's courage too, usually arriving
at the worse time like your mother's uncle,
who smelled of garlic and could only talk
in the language of the old country.
Time is the best editor.

