Something has stilled inside me
the animal wariness
and brute violence
quenched in glacial calm.
The winds tell me I have
agreed to sacrifice,
agreed to this holy exchange
with ancient murmurs
and nightly pleas.
And it does not surprise me
that silence is required.
My ears burn
(as my body does)
in some chemical crucible
reserved for only these days.
I have staved off death
when I would have accepted,
and bought, at a price,
the distance that peace brings.
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