THE HASTENING OF THE BELL
by GORDON KUHN 1ST DRAFT 2/18/2010 4 AM I cannot tell how long it’s been since the wind blew out the light but come with me and perhaps we can cast out the horror of the night when mankind chose to walk a bitter sandy strand of land come walk with me and pray take my trembling hand in yours and perhaps we shall slay what must be slain for out of consciousness and with complete disdain but, wait, sure I heard the hastening of the bell when in this place I found a private imposed hell for barely have I reached the age of twenty yet seen the untimely deaths of more than plenty of those who thought I saw there but could I mistaken be perhaps no vision do I see but what of you my silent friend can you detect, nay smell the evil in the end which blows this way upon the wind come and bridle up and stay with me would I could I’d pay the desperate fee and bring morning out this day I would surely break but gentle person I could not alone or even able take the fear from your eyes—nay, I see now, my eyes I see in your mirror held there for you I see are really me and all this time I was but felled by your mistaken, nay kind soul —by my, by my lost awareness and thought you separate but now in harmony’s sweet fairness I find that I am alone and stand transfixed—transfixed, alone, it was just me who wished to somehow from tangled vines of memories threads be set free and in this darkness I understand too well now that it was me who blew out the light that it was me who cast myself without the house and on the grounds this bastard night so who shall count the minutes with me till morning break as I un-slip the blade from leather bound sheath upon my side and take the stand to self defend and feigning fearlessness I hear the heart within beating beating so very loudly as though it were but hurried and in such time of keeping wished to vacate this place of woe but shall I tortured unable go for lost in grief and guilt I am who better to judge myself — if a man I truly am. Copy write: Gordon L Kuhn Gordon Kuhn |
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