By Heart
There is hiding-behind
There is sleep-walking
There is immersion
What else is there to do
with a world self-destructing
with a life, a billion lives
shrinking from light?
What else do you do with
the Shadows
but stay still under their coolness?
This is the way
I know by heart.
Speak Heart
Speak, heart
just loud enough for me to hear
tell me what it is you need
could it be such a mystery?
Speak, and I will try to
remember your language
the words are somewhere
locked in the contours of my
crowded mind.
Speak, and while I cannot
promise to understand
I will try to listen
to know the reverberations
of words spoken in the dark.
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