I knew his name, Anubis, when I saw him,
\nas if he spoke to me in my half sleep.<\/p>\n
There he stood near the wall at the sliding glass door
\nof the house I rented, sight unseen.<\/p>\n
He looked at me as I rounded the corner from the
\nlaundry room off the garage. The room I\u2019d yet to see.<\/p>\n
One eye, a bright ruby. The other, deep glowing sapphire.
\nThe finest gemstones worthy of an Egyptian God.<\/p>\n
The Egyptian God of Death.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou walked the temples of Egypt,\u201d she had told me years ago.
\nthe psychic, Irene, \u201coffering prayers from the living to the dead.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA priestess of the highest order in a golden age,\u201d she said.
\nHow bizarre that now I work with computers and play the tarot.<\/p>\n
He must be my friend, Anubis, guarding my back door, in the house
\nI never saw before I came. What shock when the haunts arrived.<\/p>\n
How does one speak to a God as a friend?<\/p>\n
How does one speak to death knowing death is a passage into life?<\/p>\n
“Yes.”<\/em><\/p>\n He finally replied, my dear friend, Anubis. “The Son of God is tired of bringing you back.”<\/em><\/p>\n Yes, Love, I know. “This I say to he who kills:<\/em> Do not cheat me of my lair!<\/em><\/p>\n Oh, you of evil ways, I say unto thee<\/em> For you, death is a passage into death!<\/em><\/p>\n For you, death is a passage into me!<\/em><\/p>\n And I am very hungry!<\/em><\/p>\n I rage and attack the murderers!<\/em><\/p>\n I anguish at the wars!<\/em><\/p>\n I growl and snarl at the suicides!<\/em> Oh, homicide turned inward<\/em> You cannot escape your hell through me<\/em> Precious friend, you are life everlasting. “Yes. <\/em> Yes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I knew his name, Anubis, when I saw him, as if he spoke to me in my half sleep. There he stood near the wall at the sliding glass door of the house I rented, sight unseen. He looked at me as I rounded the…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":189,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-99134","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/99134","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/189"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=99134"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/99134\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":104489,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/99134\/revisions\/104489"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=99134"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=99134"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=99134"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nMy guardian, having endured too many.<\/p>\n
\nHe told me so in a dream.<\/p>\n
\nDo not cheat my day!<\/em><\/p>\n
\nI will dine upon your souls<\/em>
\nat the gate of my king!<\/em><\/p>\n
\nThe self-hate I deplore!<\/em><\/p>\n
\nand outward upon itself<\/em><\/p>\n
\nfor within me is the most bitter end.”<\/em><\/p>\n
\nYou guard the gates of eternity.
\nYou are loved, yet feared by those
\nwho know nothing of love.<\/p>\n
\nYet you do not fear me.<\/em>
\nFear not, for the Lord, thy God, is with me, always.
\nAnd I AM with you.”<\/em><\/p>\n