Sunday, November 6, 2011


I am afraid of my shadow
                When it disappears into someone else’s darkness
                And leaves me alone
I am afraid of change
                When it doesn’t come with a power point presentation
                And familiar narrative framework
I am afraid of resistance
                When it doesn’t belong to anyone I know
                And doesn’t care
I am afraid of the police
                When I can’t tell what side of the broken law
                I am on
I am afraid you fearless marchers won’t have room for me in your revolution
                When I open my door
                And put my foot in it.

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