Until at last I feel

Until at last I feel
Burn it off
Burn it away
Patinaed shell
This armour plate
Which walls me off
From light’s deceit
Reveal raw flesh
Beneath repose
So I must feel
The pain it knows

As I lay here
On burnished hell
In spacious time
My heart stands still
A hollow breeze
The sun’s retreat
Whispers tell
Of my defeat

Burn it off
Burn it away
‘Til with’ring gaze
Reveals the eye
Looks back at me
From mirror sky

At last
I feel

A single tear
Gets burned away
The coming flood
Will not be stayed

Route 66
Mojave Desert
California, USA

Taken during travels, 1997