We could soothe each other's anxiety and pain. There's so much to say, and so much unsaid. |
Take away my sense Draw the pins from my skin Cool the fire in my breath Soften the iron of my grip The electricity coursing through my muscles Ground it, leech it, drain it, sap it The stamp of my foot Quakes the ground My back upheaves the sky And my hands fell mountains Wash the acid from my throat Still the drums in my heart, the thump in my soles The wheels in my head, the knot in my soul That beats a tattoo in my flesh My tendons are taut wires My calves, cobras My fingers, vices My belly is igneous My fingers, steel And my bones, granite My blood, blood red My blood, magma My blood, a tsunami My blood, steam Fire incarnate Fire incarnadine Bleach the colour from my sight Mask the vapours in the air Dull the sound all around Cut the tongue from my mouth Scorch my fingertips raw Make me senseless, unfeeling Petrify me Turn me to stone, rigid and bloodless Make me a tree, steadfast and slow Freeze my flesh, make it as ice Make me sleep for a thousand years When you've done that Hide me away Never return Lose me Never to be found Make me a pebble on a shore A fallen tree in a silent forest Ice in a glacier Soil on the ground Untouched, untouchable Silent, unhearing Blind, invisible Make me still And make the world quiet again |