Jack in the Box
By: Carson Higby-Flowers
I’m scared of you. I can’t be myself, because I’m
filled with your fear. I’m scared of your vertical
stripes and your penny loafers. I’m scared to think
you are on “Duty.” I’m scared to think my room
has occupants when I’m not there.
I’m scared because I’m not in control of you or my life.
I can’t have control with you here…with me here.
I’m scared to think of what would happen if you
had ultimate control.
I want out, but I have to use the door next to the
emergency exit. I blanket myself from the
protection of you. I’m scared I’ve lost myself within
Your sharp black and white eyes slice open the
grey matter of my intentions. What if I was in
control? What if you couldn’t be who you were,
and I know who I am? What if I’m really not
scared, but you’ve made me that way.