Numbing Quiet

” . . . Dragging my heart over hot coals.”

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You move coolly away
Dragging my heart over hot coals.
My blind tongue cuts the flames
But continues to hold.

The vast quiet pierces the seed
Of ache. You leave me numb.
Heart gripped by a dangerous need.
Mind stiffened and dumb.

As I turn a masked face
You utter my name and I freeze—
In this moment my flashing fate
Drops to its knees:

Fan the fire of my soul with his breath, dear Lord—
Rock my heart, O Love, in the cradle of his words.


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