I would take a desert
I would take a rock
or just a bit of metal that would cut
into the walls of this black, living cage
not to even to escape,
but let light in
enough to see my own hands again
Two days!
God, you are every fool I thought
tormentor of your friends,
friend of your foes
a king who cannot bring himself to kill
overthrown by mercy, drunk with love
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Carey,
I really enjoyed these poems. Thank you for sending me the link. I particularly like the personification of the stars in "Ash Wednesday," trembling "at every glance / recognizing as no man had / the heart you had disguised as man," and the concluding lines of "Jonah." I look forward to reading future installments. Best, Andy C
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