“Why do I take my flesh in my teeth, And put my life in my hands?” Job 13:14.
A clay pot Infused with the breath Of the Great - I AM. Or better yet An urn. The stench of death Is on my breath And speaks decay Through every Crack And crevice Of who I AM. I speak For I must speak And speak aright But when I speak I speak deceit And taking life Between my teeth I betray All that I AM And all that I AM Not.
