contemplating eternity
October 4, 1999

tethered to my chair
I'm bound; contemplating eternity
stuck here, mourning the death of me--
it's raining
.small doplets.
of blood
all over my face,
my skin totally saturated;
it stings with the acid of memories
of before
paint me with Life,
carve me with anger's knife;
sew new skin on me
and
rid me of all sensation--
touch me
stroke my cheek lovingly, stare into
my grey-cloud eyes
do not be afraid.
revive me with your love
and cleanse me
reassemble the scattered bits
of my heart
carefully
draw a smile on my face
and call me
Real.


From shattered light: copyright 1992-1999 by Erin D. Conroy.