Plainly clothed

I have seen the moon perched high, nay, at its vertex, its light cast upon the bones of men thinned by plague, abased by desire. And I have seen its nimbus drawn around the scalding sores of the poor and nescient. I have wept — yes, wept — at each passing, for there are none like those who have nothing, and are nothing but the singularity of their hearts.

This place was once pure. An old man may remember, or his father, or his. I have seen blankets of grass, tumbled folds of timothy and amaranth, miles of green, fathoms of sky. I have breathed in the succulent sweat of handmaidens and the palsied flesh of kings, and I have kissed their fevered cheeks.

Their furies confound me, their impatience sets me to rage, their innocence smooths my brow. And, too, their simplicity dazzles me: is there not more? And there is, there is. The complexity of their hearts is a feast, a table set for my pleasure.

Yes, I am that Angel you fear, or rush to embrace. But most of all, I stand before you without slyness or judgment. I do not hide, I am plainly clothed, plainly seen. I am what I am. You are the one who dresses me in the dark.

I am Death and I will reach for you with a kiss, and soothe you with my faithfulness.


10 thoughts on “Plainly clothed

  1. amoodindigosoul August 28, 2016 / 3:18 am

    Yes… Such human nature ……nevertheless, it’s beautifully dark.

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  2. D. Wallace Peach August 28, 2016 / 4:05 pm

    The last line gave me the chills, Steven. Darker than your usual posts in some ways and yet not imbued with mean-spiritedness. I love this line: “You are the one who dresses me in the dark.” So true.

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    • Steven Baird August 28, 2016 / 11:57 pm

      Thanks, Diana. It is darker. It was one of those ideas that wouldn’t let go, so I had to write it down. 🙂

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