goose bumps, white knuckles,
and feet rooted in place
where all symptoms of his gaze
“paralyzing fears pierce the heart”
i'm still wondering around in my little hiding place, but making occassional trips to the surface now and then. i couldn't pass up the last Wednesday of the month at Three Word Wednesday [3WW=>bump(s), knuckle(s), transfix]...not when there was a clarity pyramid poem to write.