Cold Feet

Cold Feet

Cold Feet


Fear lurks about in shoddy garments

The apparel of shifty looks and snide remarks

And though I am no stranger in that domain

Today I would feign ignorance of dread


I have opened my eyes to a new day

This page is virgin territory

For thoughts pressed in the leaves of this book

Are rising. Are in a funny mood.


A slow crawl. A little jig. Open arms

I sense a smile, unbidden, spring,

about my face

What nonsense is this? A mutiny?