Confession for Yeezus

Afraid the car will run over
my phone. Afraid of
jump ropes. Afraid the
car will eat my phone.
Afraid of heights. Afraid
my phone will have
no face. Afraid of heights.
Afraid my phone will
get lost. Afraid the monster
will be faceless. Afraid
of no phone. Afraid
of silence. Afraid of no
phone. Afraid of lengthy
albums. Afraid of
faceless things. Afraid
of the devil. Afraid of things
that turn inwards.
Afraid of losing my phone.
Afraid of loneliness.
Afraid of losing my phone.
Afraid of death.
Afraid of losing my phone.
Afraid of loneliness. 
Afraid of losing my phone.

— forthcoming in Linebreak

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