the nuns gave me.
Hearts, stars …
Burn them.
on your mantelpiece.
THE HUMAN VOICE
Just like heaven.
you can’t kill yourself twice.
confessor’s advice.
My beautiful saint.
My blessed son,
My love…
Take me away,
Throw away my body
My black satin dress.
My child.
whose name begins with S.
My God, my God…
You stay still in the air up there.
like a caged animal,
My conscience …
you’ll take my hand and pull me up.
into darkness and silence.
to spoil our last weeks together.
Your voice sounds cruel now.
I’m suffering for love.
surrounded by bright light
You disappeared.
END OF THE FIRST STORY
Oh, God.
You sound very far away.
I even said a prayer for you.
Then I packed your bags.
touch the water with our toes
dying of fear whenever you left.
I wanted to take a pill
just like your voice would sound,
For five years I lived for you.
staring at a telephone
I’ve been here for 20 years
to contemplate the Lord.
There’s a glow around you.
That was my spot.
Mine, mine, mine.
All this waiting, waiting, waiting.
my heart had stopped beating
I hear it tonight over the telephone.
I’m not crying any more.
but I lied to you just now.