James Mclain Poet Lyric

The Snapping Of The Neck When Hung

The Cord decided—Suddenly—
The Sky withdrew its Sound—
A sharp Arithmetic of Air
Was finished—then unbound—

The Body paused—to take a step
The Soul declined the Floor—
A click—no louder than a Thought—
Undid the World below—

The Neck—forgot its errand—
The Blood mislaid its Rule—
Gravity—remembered me—
And rang the Bell--quite True—

Not Pain—so much as Interval—
Between the Now—and Then—
A Silence—fastened round the Throat—
Where Breath had always been—

And I—was lifted from the Weight--
Of Flesh’s brief Command—
As if my Name—had slipped its Thread
From God’s own careful Hand—

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