Fear Logistics

Let’s talk, fear logistics

You shadow creature

lurking just past

the point the light touches,

Making molehills and

pebbles appear like

mountains and peaks —

Disproportionate to the

reality of this moment,

most magnified as day

becomes night and night

becomes day—shadows

stretching in size in the moment of transition.

But in the day those

shadows slink away

revealing that the

dark monster of fear

was nothing greater

than mere sand.