just beneath existence

When words vaporize, speech freezes
and muscles atrophy in the hollow chest,
prayers are hard to extract. Then I step

into the chamber of pain, kneel down,
surrender like heap of clothes a washerman
piles to wring. In that dark stillness

I stoke the coal, it glows like amber beads.
Soon a vapour-like dawn breathes out
from the neck of the heaving volcano.

November Poem A day: Write a just beneath ______ poem

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