Preacher Man

He came a' calling as the
Black clouds outside swirled
As the
Black clouds inside me whirled
Every time he said the word
Suffering
He looked me dead in the eye
Medusa quiet and staring
Listening
To the holy call
In the lonely hospital hall
My third eye twitching
Stinging with the splinter in the middle
A label shining
I wanted him to leave
No longer able to listen
No longer able to grieve
I left with the whisper breath of prayer
Made my way to the cafeteria
That relentless preacher man
Found me there
He blinked a slow blink of knowledge
Reading in me
All that he could not learn
In his holy college
So
When I ran
He just smiled and nodded
Knowing
Even in anonymity
My heart was showing