The rector finished quoting his psalms...
In the midst of gray stones
Shadow man, you stood kissing my palm
And killing religiosity.
Quests are dead
Seekers are ghosts
And love’s a stranger in shadow lands.
Silence raped me once
When it jarred me into speech.
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i like the starkness of this. extremely precise, like a clear note of music. and the imagery in the third line =)
'Silence raped me once
When it jarred me into speech.'
I don't quite know why, but these lines needle me into thinking and rethinking about speech- voluntary or otherwise, a lot. relevant for people who don't like speaking a bit too much. :)
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