I have no words
when I am not given to you,
when I hide from the sentence
of your sword,
No words
when, faithless, I shrink
from cliffs of my ignorance,
naked, flee for solace
in beauty’s wooden house,
No words,
when I am not hanging
in your silent shadow,
nailed to the rough-hewn folly
of your wisdom.
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