Unspoken

I do not fear death
By water, by fire, or by ice
By ice

I fear such courage
I fear death by unweaving
The husks of images
The stone of tongue

Darkness
Laps up my light
My pool
Of knowing the mirror of I am

Cocooned in void
I will lie nameless
Doubt made flesh
I am the word unspoken

The coiled question
In the orchid of innocence
Requiem