As the night centered itself behind a thousand stars,
Your voice cut the cables in my mind,
And I fell to the corner of 8th street,
Where I found my shadow in some shallow gravel water,
My pupils exhaling,
Widening to devour my vision –
Dilated thick like dark ink.
The sharp steel of your footsteps raked like teeth to a stop,
Surrounded by the blur of city light
As I knelt alone, rooked in the corner, undone and
Enveloped in the venom of my name
On your silver tongue.
The earth stammered when you spoke, quivering beneath
The bass of your breathing lies
As you slowly taught me how to drown.
And now I see
How your every word howls,
Choking and decoding my defenses,
Coursing through my chemistry,
Anchoring the fever to my bones until they shiver
Like sparrows in the cold.
And when you lean in closer
To tear apart the helix,
My knuckles rust, robotic,
Helpless to your redirection,
Heavy with the burden of entanglement –
Short circuits and crossed wires –
Reprogrammed to believe in you
And all your bitter charming.
So I time a desperate prayer to touch
The crest of tossing waves,
To clear the fog and wind within
And find my loving Father,
Tell Him that I’m sorry,
Then beg He take a shovel to this serpent on the corner,
Calm my frightened eyes and
Pull the poison from my spine
That I might stand up straight
And finally become human again.