Monday, June 01, 2009

overcoming a phobia

go on, embrace me in your dreary arms, you monster
your constant harangue has made me sore
you are but a wicked songster
who i feared so much that i fear no more

a creature born of my timid mind
you cruelly usurped all my sanity
now song for song, i will repay you in kind
and kill you with my new-found alacrity!


* Three Word Wednesday prompts: dreary, embrace, timid