Confusion (II)

In shock I read the fearless salutation.

It hurls me round, all frivolous with pain,

And shadows flutter in my vision once again.

Yet there it is—rebuilt evisceration.

Words burning bright like saddened jubilation.

A resignation: tender, bloodless stain,

But meaning’s hid, and all is not yet plain—

And night and dream complete this laceration—

Two ways to go, but not a limb to move,

A signpost screams out, urgently aloof.

I am still struck as lightning splits the air;

My senses fall prostrate—my tongue’s red lair

Now closes not—I breathe the breaths we share—

I gave you all—I’ve nothing left to prove.


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