31 May 2009

Your faith has made you well.

Jesus heals the deaf, blind, and mute. But He reminds us, even now,
You will see greater things than these.
What is greater than cleansed lepers, upright paralytics, and freed slaves?
And when they come there, they will remove from it all its detestable things and all its abominations. And I will give them one heart, and a new spirit I will put within them. I will remove the heart of stone from their flesh and give them a heart of flesh, that they may walk in my statutes and keep my rules and obey them. And they shall be my people, and I will be their God.
A new heart. That is the greatest miracle I've ever witnessed.

10 May 2009

I am a writer.

And these are my writings.
How do I illustrate
The madness
The crooked thoughts
Of madmen
The fragments
Of many mirrors
Which litter the bathroom floor

The drainpipe cracked
Exposed and leaking
The toilet stained
With iron-tinged blood
And salt-filled tears
And pro-jected food.

The shower curtains torn
And wrapped around
The lifeless body
Lain slain arms a-cross
Stretched out snug
Enclosed within
The first tomb
Her second womb

After he pulled out
The shower head
The blunt object to beat
The living daylights dim
He rushed towards
The medicine cabinet
Scrambled past
The advil, band-aids
And tooth-paste
To find the scalpel, scissors
And hand grenades

He paused.
Something's out of place.

He looked around, again.
The living room, this time.
The dining table split in half
Surfaces splintered legs broke
Into twos and threes
Chairs empty overturned
Upside down.

The sofa stained
Again, blood red pierced
By knife and cut twenty times
Sliced and sawed
Insides turned out.

The television snowed
Static storms
Steady showers
Rabbit ears
Fell short
Of signal.

Sirens. Doorbell. Banging.
Rushed to the smell
Of charred flesh
In the kitchen
The scent
Of death.

Sprawled on the sides
Of cabinets
Were words:
"When I think
Of madness
I get into
This mindset
Where everything
Just makes sense
Where everything
Just makes sense"
He stood.
A-mused and brooding.
Everything made sense.
Everything made sense.
A little more morbid than usual. I know. Enough of emotion. I'll post something intellectual soon.