are you supposed to feel afraid when tasting daylight
after a long night?
am I supposed to shake and ache, at the idea of
sunshine on my face?

what is there to fear? you ask.
everything.

just a hint, a glimpse –
of a world, a life bathed in gold
and it will never be enough.
I will leap into the sky,
to capture the sun –
and swallow it whole.

it will burn going down,
burn me alive.
make me alive.

that is what is to fear.