Opaque by suze allen
couldn’t see through
for so long
so long
you have no idea
fell headlong through the ice
cut up
bloody
gasping for air
but then
hell fire and brimstone
airless going
commando crawling
finding pockets of life
no camouflage
scorched wretched
seven years
hacking gasping clawing
thrashing clutching releasing
then one day the freeze melted
the fire went out
but not until
they worked together somehow
til I was rewelded
into this self
this incarnation
where I spend my days
and nights
flying through the cosmos
holding the hands of brilliant
kaleidoscopic stars
soaring
no time trap
I have a blacksmith friend
I watched him do
what he does
his alchemy
iron rod
long thick unyielding
and the inferno and the air and
the melting and the hammers
each fashioned by his own
hand for the creation
he envisions
this solid metal
is transformed
to a delicate leaf
because he does not stop
the fire gives
the iron the will
to bend and evolve
and I think
that’s me
the constant slamming
and sledging
the heat of hell
did not break me
I bent
I went with it
and the world as I see it
no longer opaque
but translucent
crystalline
and my place in it
has never been as
clear