Sendings
By Shirley Segev
© Shirley Segev
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Fear Came home
Fear came home again
unexpectedly,
but not tentative,
not fidgeting with the key
at the door.
Just all of its presence
solidly there at once.
I must seem startled,
unbraced, then ready to flee,
looking at the door.
And why are you surprised,
fear says,
who was here first?
It's me, you see.
Surprise
Surprise came back with a
vengeance
just to prove that it can't
be taken for granted as dead.
" You didn't expect me,
You thought you've seen all
that could be. "
I admit
I had a tight balance sheet
behind the profit and loss
I just couldn't see me.
All the computers
All the computers, phones,
iPods, MP3's
And office-quick, wireless,
for all I know,
may be conspiring happily,
talking to each other
on another frequency,
to support us,
poor things.
And even though they are
absolutely right
I know now that we live
on a totally different channel.