Mercy
The pain runs through you and through you
A fleet of overzealous electric eels,
Grazing every nerve ending rubbed raw
Over and over, Time’s relentless wheels
Me, a bystander, barely standing myself
From the invisible, intangible tidal waves
Pouring forth from your being
As you cry out to be saved
But who will show you mercy
In such an hour, such a state?
Will new prayers on bruised knees
Move the gods to undo fate?
How many sidelines must you share
For another withering friend?
How many bedsides must be graced
With tears that have no end?
If only these currents running through me now
Can siphon away tears from your sea,
Then I will form a million rivers
To channel your pain to me.
*14dec04*
(for st. barbara)
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