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me

Madeleine Baran


I sit here knowing no one
and, content in my knowledge,
I will continue to sit.
For, in truth,
I do not even know myself.

I expect a revelation
I demand one for Christ's sake
But still I wait
and hear nothing
Nothing but the dull knocking of
my heart against my chest
As if to remind me that I'm still alive.

Yes, I know I am
So stop reminding me
stop
I can't even hear myself be silent.

I have never heard silence
And I probably never will
The knocking continues
Continues to remind me of what I could be
and what I really am.

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