Monday, February 15, 2010

St. Claude de la Colombiere (confessor to St. Margaret Mary Alacoque)

carving his name into your chest

is not so much an act of violence,

but a hey, look here! I’ve got ribs

and inside those ribs lies a heart

that’s devoted to you. this is a cry

from your blood to work its way out.

to run red. to be formed into letters

that spell out his name.

afterwards, a stillness.

a paralysis where the mind

wanders fasters than your legs

could ever hope to move. run

towards the light, towards his

figure, floating just above

the earth, just out of my sight.

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