Neuro Logical
Crucifixion - Sam Gilbert
What is pain, really,
but a dove lit on fire
diving into the sky
as water willows westward,
catacombs churn and turn,
highways rattle like broken bone,
and peaches rock
on wooden tables.
Don’t look deeper—
this is truth:
the wind
shatters glass
and decides
who wins,
who sleeps.
So, sit out in the sun,
write her a letter she’ll never read,
look up into the bone moon,
and slip into the silver dream
of her soul.
And don’t worry—
you won’t need to tell me
who the fire is for.
Bio:
Sam Gilbert graduated from Pennsylvania State University with a Bachelor's in English Literature & Philosophy. His work has appeared in Litro Magazine and Red Fez.