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Thou hast set it on fire

May it be poetry once again

I've been given to spirits

And electrical wire

My hands can count only to ten

One under my finger

One under my palm

One under my pen and my ink

One under the rock

Now under the hammer

Now under the soles of my feet

It was perfectly chiseled

Hewn from the marble

Beauty now set in the stone

I have come to the peak

Of all I can think

How my heart within me still groans

I lowered my shoulder

I was bound to the boulder

Do I dare to cross such a chasm?

Alas, all is lost

Save but the cross

In my masterful iconoclasm

I can scarcely believe anymore

I have no strength to open the door

It is light as a feather, but my body is lead

And I can't lift the knife to put it to death

Or find any faith in my own intellect

A twisted riddle, a tangled mess

Of all these cords, these chains and rope

Alas, alas, is there no hope?

I can't seem to let go

It won't let go of me