Posted by: Lisa | September 2, 2015

Once Again

Once again, these stones,
down in the damned darkness:
How the hell does this happen?
From the bright wedding feast,
the ecstatic bridal chamber —
to the dank, cool tomb of bones.
I scream and scream, praying
someone will hear; then gasping
in awe, I know here, now:
This place as heaven’s womb.

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