Bruised Reed

Hollow face pressing
desperate upon stones
built by Herod.
Grief lines penetrating
fragile bones,
tear stains etching cold outlines.
Bruise reed,
shivering upon the wall,
cast your wound
into the sea’s deepest part,
salve in its forgiving depths.
Justice slept in your seed
and awoke
to plane the unequal
surface level.