the chemicals of
healing are
caustic.
if they touch the
skin, they
burn.
these have been
loosed in my
blood.
they are
scaulding the
inside of my
heart
& melting the
cobwebs in my
brain.
the capillaries of
my eyes are
gleaming through the
dark.
i do not see
laser lights or
holy hossanahs in the
sky.
i see the
softening faces of the
people who care for
me.
i feel the
patience of my
body waiting to
free itself from
pain.
i know the generous
love of my
friends is holding my
soul in place & keeping it
well.
& every moment i
am praying with glad
thanks for this
to a universe
that, i am certain, is
listening.