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When I am frightened
My flesh drops away and
I become a quicksilver bundle of nerves.
I am a paranoid mindreader, then;
I detect every thought through
an eardrum of self-defense,
Perfectly aware of the threat you pose to me.

I am fat and fleshy now,
But I have been frightened, sometimes, for years.