Divest of beauty
The day crawls
Night edges out boredom
And lethargy takes its place
The ship has sailed
The glory departed
What is left but burnt cinder
And a cold cup of tea
left unattended?
This leaden body
This lenten season
This self-conscious word
This selfish soul
Languishing disaster.
And yet ...
When we cry out:
O God save us!
From the horror
From the terror of the midday shadow
From ourselves
You came.
infinity and eternity
reduced into a child's body.
This flesh, this blood.
Eat, drink.
