Morphing 

​He’s afraid of

Arguments and words

So, he sews 

His lips shut

He’s afraid of

The

Truth

So, he

Cuts off

Both ears

(Mails ’em to no one)

He’s afraid of 

Analysis 

So, he 

Drinks alcohol 

’til he can’t 

Think straight 

He’s afraid of

Normalcy 

Complexity 

Simplicity 

Apathy 

Empathy 

Hilarity

So, he jettisons up into space

He quickly morphs into

Everything 

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