“At that word the devil took his time and
whetted her tongue against her teeth; and
when it was well sharpened, she swore to
him in very fierce anger.” – Thomas More
I held my tongue and walked away
and went down, down into the earth
eyes narrow and fists clenched and
went to the fiery forge with the ringing
in my ears and I opened my mouth
and pulled forth my tongue and I held
my tongue and rolled it out and
set it against the anvil and could taste
the years of grime and flinty steel where
men had worked with great labors for ages
and I stretched my tongue and felt the ripping
the jolting agony as it tore away and flat
against the anvil lay like the sole of a brown
shoe and I began to stretch it out and took
in hand the hammer and hefting it
I stood in sweat and shivering
from the pain I paused and prepared
and swung the steel to the soft flesh
and made from my own mouth
my sword and up I stood and sent
my wordless cries writhing to the world
and holding my tongue I walked away,
armed to the teeth and silent.
Pulse of a false light behind a glass and I could see
A form that was not mine behind, far away in the glass,
Whose hands reached, and I shuddered
And the glass shattered.
And the hands came through and they burned as
They touched me and I heard a chorus above me
As I burned and was pulled through and the glass
Breaking was my skin bleeding as I screamed
And I was hushed and told to look back at
Those who stood at mirrors, thirsting without
Relief for the dead cannot see the purpose
Of the drink they do not desire.
I thought to return and break their glass but
Instead I rose and a current and a sweet smell
Lifted me away as the brightness began to burn and the pain
Was like knives stabbing in and through and
I thought I was screaming, I asked for mercy.
“This is Mercy,” I heard, and I thought I was screaming
but then I heard myself
and I was laughing.
Composed in 2014, on the occasion of listening carefully to The Waiting Room on the recommendation of a dear friend and Genesis enthusiast. Listen yourself below: