In the Cathedral: Images & Confessions

Reuben

Reuben? it is so dark in here.
Somewhere, I think yesterday,
I could still find my way
but now things are changed.
I read that if you followed
the walls, the maze was
conquerable, but my hands hang
in flayed crimson ribbons,
my eyes glow in the empty twilight,
my feet have blistered blisters,
and I am so cold.

Reuben? it is so dark in here.
Sometimes, a pace away,
I could still think clearly
but now things are changed.
I know that the sandman
isn’t real, that sleep is
neither here nor there, but my head
hands in shadowy strands,
my eyes bulge in dark circles,
my muscles refuse to move,
I am so lonesome…

©1991 (Originally published in Renison College student newspaper)

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