enjoy this Christopher Hivner writing
in the Scars Publications free 2011 PDF file chapbook: The Silence Brushes
My Cheek Like Glass
(click on the front cover image or the
title text to download the free PDF file)
The Silence Brushes My Cheek Like Glass
Christopher Hivner
They can’t see me, now.
The silence brushes my cheek like glass,
leaving behind cool innuendo.
I don’t react,
confusion becomes their testament.
Hear the prayers whispered with a voice
sliding from my mouth
in silken essence,
so soft
they can’t imprint.
They’re dying, but remain insistent.
My hands show no marks,
place no wagers on their return.
I won’t take credit,
only my share of the pain
and wishes
for an encomium.
The waiting turns my heart to velvet.
The waiting burns
in blue arc light from the temple windows.
It’s over.
The stained glass loomed over us
in the shadows,
protectorates formed
in the candied glass.
