Friday, April 18, 2014


Good Friday

I am poured out like water;
all my bones are out of joint;
   my heart within my breast is melting wax.  Psalm 22:14

Undone. Unraveled. Unmade.

Beyond anxiety.
Beyond consequence.
Beyond resignation.

Nothing left to grasp.
Nothing to be done.
All slips through unstrung fingers.  

Empty hands. Empty heart. Empty husk.

copyright © Anne E. Kitch 2014
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