for how long will you strike your home,
feeling as the darkness spill onto this carpet.
You’ve cursed yourself at the behest of this darkness,
this atrocious thing you insist on carrying,
that you forgot the call of Light you carry
Did it make your being bloom and glow at this insistent strike
Do you not feel its sheer terror at your breathing Light?
If only to savor the depths,
i will wade into the abyss,
watching as the sands of time
arrest the universe,
in hopes that in this forlorn moment
Home, i will find
When i was weak, you strengthened me.
You ripped the flesh from your back,
placed it firmly on me….
sheltering me from the darkness.
Now here i lay
a prisoner to the elements
recasting the dice to take me back to that place
that time of overwhelming sense of self
I wish i didn’t feel the way i do for you.
That dreams of you do not follow me into the dead of the night…
that the embers of dawn did not carry your name in their midst
I have prayed that your kiss was not the nourishment i crave,
that your touch wasn’t the calm to my soul
That we never made fire,
that these scalding tears were not real
But most of all, i wish you didn’t have to leave me…
i could never have you whole you see
i had to break you down
into digestible pieces
for my palate lacked sophistication
and you paid for this lack
You must wring it out…
cleanse it off you,
Out of your homes
out of these walls…
You must beckon your truth from beyond
The women before me,
the ones who made a feast of their silence on the daily
bowing at the altar that is their husbands
The ones who pierced the night
beckoning their husbands from the dark,
cleansing their palates from the bitter aftertaste of lust lugged home by their husbands
they live in me
their silence fires my soul
emboldens my passion and stride
strengthening me in hours of doubt..
for them i carry the torch of life