words made flesh

just a few brief words

seven letters

‘i am here’

and the remembrance and the longing

are all at once exposed

as if the words had somehow corked

this hollow emptiness

that I have managed

to contain

 

my eye placed at the opening

peering into the despair

at once wishing the aroma

would become ammonia

and drive from me this consciousness

 

frantically, i search for corks

the words to stop it shut again

but instead i find myself

falling through

and entering this hollowness

(which you say is holiness)

of desire

 

might i light a candle

while i wait

    

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