If I were to walk through
That Door … for me
If I were to look at
Those bonds … binding
And those bands … holding
I would shake
And … shriek … and … wail
Until Heaven itself
Cracked … and … broke
And fell on my head
Fell in sharp shards
On my head
Cut through all
The ropes of
Muscle knots
Holding me bound
If I were to feel
The fury of what
Was done to me
In love
Of how I was
Shoved forth
To sink or swim
On my own
With no care for how
I would
Shake & Shake & Shake
Until I did fly
Apart
And land on the floor
Never to get up
No more
– jml (1999)
