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stones fell from your mouth

heavy,

sharp, jagged stones,

unground by time; young earth

stones –

frantically I collected them, supplicating

to understand

to read

meaning in the veins –

no wisdom

no purpose, no

pause

to these stones –

cutting they bled my soul red; staining

the rock …

 

anxious to

build something sacred, pure

from the cruelty; constructing wall upon wall

piling the fossilized stones,

encircling,

sealing until

lull, no longer able to experience

weight from stones

 falling-

 

I hang a crucifix

within

the inner walls, focus on the wounds

 await

metamorphosis

 

 

 

bkmackenzie

Copyrighted 2008

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