Everyone is afraid of a dark night
That may have hidden old ghosts.
Old ghosts are broad and fatuous.
They can only be realized in belly.
They are flickering phosphorous ,
With no feet ,only tapering ends.
We are afraid in our mom’s laps.
Mother’s laps were afraid for us.
Ghosts are afraid in a ghost belly ,
With no bottom feet to run away .
Fear resides in philosophical belly ,
With no mom belly to be afraid in.