Sore Afraid

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Sore Afraid

Sometimes

I am frightened

Maybe you are,

Too

It’s not an easy

Feeling,

Though it informs

They are not

Coming back

This feeling means

An illness

A trust is broken

We feel alone,

At last

Fear of the unknown,

Sometimes the known

An impulse

From inside

An instinct

Made

From outside

Like layers

Added at the wheel

Fear

We should not

Work with,

Fear we must

C L Couch

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I prefer Christopher in conversation. In writing, I use C L Couch because it’s a genderless form of my name and, frankly, easier—I have severe writer’s cramp. I mean to be a poet writing spiritual and occasional verse. The photographs used permanently here—for the banner, for my profile—were taken by Debra Danielson, a photographer and friend. You may enjoy more of her work at debra.danielson.org. If you would credit me when quoting my work, I'd be thankful. As I am thankful for your presence here.

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