4:40 on 6/15

Because the window cannot contain thunder,
the body of sound passes through it.

Because I cannot spend 30 days in the wilderness
in silence, I listen.

This was handed to me, in a note, in the sound
of your voice, once, asleep,

having had nothing to eat all day but doubts;
so slim, ribs broke, gutters

opened, in the sound of your voice, in a note
handed through a window

doubts, so slim, asleep–
body of silence, gut open.

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1 Comment

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One response to “4:40 on 6/15

  1. Gerry Boyd

    Great opening line, perfect follow through. Bravo!

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