O, unrepenting mind.
O, unbequeathable dream.
O, unrelenting yearning.
O, undying flame.
O, unhurried thought.
O, unshakable commitment.
O, unexpected deliverance.
O, most longed-for salvation.
O, untenable truth.
O, unsharable desire.
All lingering
within
my inner
holds,
untrammeled,
untouched,
unwhole,
making fodder of my heart,
of my soul.
O, o, my buried treasures.
O, o, my raw gold.
Unfold.
Unfold.
I need you all
to unfold.
Cross that infernal barrier,
Unlock that accursed door.
Break through that blood-smeared wall.
Unfold.
Guide me out of my cold
dark
prison.
Summer 1996