Tuesday, September 17, 2013

I AIN'T AFRAID (FOR C. C.)


I ain’t afraid of drinking turpentine
I ain’t afraid of swimming in the ocean
I ain’t afraid of peering down a building
And I ain’t afraid of you touching me

I ain’t afraid of travelling back in time
I ain’t afraid of walking to and fro naked
I ain’t afraid of cussing out my father
And I ain’t afraid of touching you touching me

I ain’t afraid of my lights all going dark going out
I ain’t afraid of my lungs not working right
I ain’t afraid of having just a dollar in my purse
And I ain’t afraid of you insisting on touching me

I ain’t afraid of all my friends getting cancer
I ain’t afraid of mice running round my house
I ain’t afraid of my car bursting into fire
And I ain’t afraid of you touch touch touching me

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I ain’t afraid of you not calling me
I ain’t afraid of you not wanting me
I ain’t afraid of you wanting him or her or him
And I ain’t afraid of you never touching me 

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