Today I wanted to hold
your hand
Not chain your soul to the chiseled blocks
of raw silence
promises so brittle
blown away
come and gone.
I had no words
they vanished
one by one at the news that you had left
had just been passing through
I had no sound
my words evaporated
to the ground
to the silent earth
conjured up prayers
that taste like stale communion bread
on my tongue
seeking nourishment for
my soul.
*Aztec stone sculpture
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