Thursday, June 9, 2011

Housekeeping

I know. I'm posting twice on one blog in the same day. I don't like it either, but I hated to interrupt the "mood" of the last one with minor housekeeping stuff.

Anyway, I just wanted to announce my next project: I've decided to delve a little more deeply into Psalm 119, the longest Psalm and also the longest chapter of the bible. This delving, when done by Heather, will probably result in poetry. So, go read Psalm 119 in anticipation. And if you've already read it, read it again. It's always worth it.

The Screaming Down Deep

Too deep for words the dead thing sits
And blocks the air from getting out
In endless sighs from endless hearts
The darkness at the center of my body
Things too black for words
Too deep
Too dead for words the deep thing talks
Speaks of love's unbounded loss
When God says no and words are gone
And you're confused and I'm inhaling
Liquor...and your conscience
Two words for death, you're "so confused"
The wonder why is on my lips
Too deep for words the dead thing sits.