the plagal cadence
an asking for, not of a deference to, not from a conquered heap of, well, what we imagine inside, our hands clasped, slick with ambiguity, or was i, ready to leave, an amen on your doorstep, a fear of the word, a fear of god, oh, a want of that fear, to flood your doorstep, fear on fear, on fear, on fear, of the flood itself, a word, of us, afraid of us, enfeared and fired and aflame, a slow fire of fearing, a word aflame, a flame worded, a doorstep darkened, our flood is laden with fire words, and fears to enflame.