Quiet Prayers to the Universe

 

1.

 

Take me through

This

Take me out

Heal my thoughts

To soothe my limbs

And organs,

Gorgons raise their

Ugly heads again

Rising to attention.

 

Stop them dead, let

Them loll, spewing

Out the dirt

In Death’s dark dribble.

 

 

2.

 

Protect my heart,

It’s only soft

And already bruised

With coffee and liquor.

 

Keep it firm but

Flexible, with space

To expand and

Compress and play

Its song.

 

Make it hot to

Clot the wound

And send the

Brain curt

Response to any

Happenstance

Likely to lead

Both astray.

 

 

[6th October]

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