Presence

An unspeakable horror may precede me.

I cannot let you in,

But you can wait in front of me.

Be patient and ingest the morning breeze

Without thoughts of what it contains.

Be patient and take lonely steps in wet grass

Without feeling the thorns hidden between us.

Be patient and undress yourself

Without honoring or dishonoring anyone except yourself,

Because I can see you

Standing there naked,

Flesh, bones and an uncontrollable eagerness to vomit.

Unspeakable horrors may precede me

Because it proceeds everyone

The only thing certain to me is That.

That, which precedes everyone,

That, which is breathed,

That, which penetrates skin,

And That, which stands naked in front of me.

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