Thor, the Norse God of Thunder, had a hammer named Mjölnir. Mjölnir was considered a fierce weapon that could level mountains and summon lightning with every blow. In this poetry blog, every Thursday, (Thor’s Day), Mjölnir will forge only song - sing of the mysteries and beauties of the world.

Thursday, August 2, 2012


There are days,
depending upon how I live them,
that feel like nurse Ratchet’s
on the rampage and pulling
bandages from my chest:

grip, rip, tear.

Hair shorn from the body.
The sound that goes with it.

I want to live my days
in a depilatory way –
so that whatever adheres itself to me
that doesn't serve me
comes off
slowly, cleanly, gently,

leaving me bare
in the silence 

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