Quiet Mountain Essays

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Late Sacrifice - Death in the Place of Wanting
by
Zanne Marie

What do your words know...
of pain...
of suffering....
of petals torn off and
trampled in the dirt
before they blossom?
You speak to me of holding
them,
but they are no longer.
Nor have they been for
a long, long time.
Yet you say I do not care?
How can I?
Your words ring hollow.
What meaning have they?
In the darkness that exists here
in my soul?
What know you of curled up
stems and fallen petals
in your ivory tower
you stare and
you know nothing
of violation
and pain.
Let your God speak
to me of gifts
and let him offer them now,
if he can.
Or forever more remain
silent as I am, here -
in the darkness that was once me -
that is no longer.

Contributor's Notes...

Zanne Marie lives and writes in Florida.

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