Dan Brady

There Is an Enemy in Love

There is an enemy in Love.
You know what I mean?

The fear of it, it
comes on like a wave.

To be understood
could be a terrible thing.

There is death in Love
You know what I mean?

The shame of it all,
laid bare.

To see me break, like a wave,
and the welling undertow.

Better to be safe. Better to be
separate and alone

‘cause then I could sleep all night.
You know what I mean?

Without anyone ever
pressing against me.

Without breath, nearly inaudible,
reminding me that death is in room.

Yes, there is an enemy in Love
and I will not face it.

‘cause I am afraid of what I am.
You know what I mean?

Poem's Score: -4.52878688525, you know what I mean?

Dan Brady is the poetry editor of Barrelhouse. His poetry has appeared in Artifice, Big Lucks, BlazeVox, Gargoyle, H_NGM_N, Shampoo, and elsewhere. He lives in Arlington, Virginia.


For July 2013,
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