Monday, April 22, 2013

Capturing the Sacred


what do I mean? drifting along, peeling
back the label, scratching at the dust, wondering
how can I be? illustrious, tearing at the sorrow,
clawing at the empty space, the place where you
used to be, ripping the cobwebs away, not knowing
what happened, crying from abandonment,
forsaken, lost, alone,
what do I mean? how can I be?
reality cracked, nothing is, not if
you are gone, not if I am by myself
with him, shivering, ducking behind cover
that isn’t even there, exposed, stretched out
before him, as he grabs me, throws me, I scream
why am I sacred?

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