I am not afraid of love or the consequence of light.
his silence binds me with stone walls. Face impassive, my heart
Erect looking false-
is hollow, aching
then numb –
To feel is to sink into
washing over anguish rage
h i d e s t r i k e f l e e–
Despair clutching at my gut, then
He calls me Ima.
I turn in the direction of the sun and keep walking.