Bartered This Flesh Poem by James McLain

Chains my soul shaken so
slaying cowardly train
windows known
backing from their front yard
here does grow shattered face
smiling broken tooth
howling eyes fired this diamond
would now your finger know.

Ancient valleys rise miles high
molten lava tears my fears
rushing wise forever grey.

Tongue slowly moves words do prove
structured face hollowed lined
may stay.

Etched my flesh light freely stays
my head the sound still
weighs unstuck all bells forever
be unknown bartered ever more
my soul.