Eric Ashford Poet Free verse

You Enter These Words

Named by someone else's mouth,
you enter words,
they become your horses,
you ride them,

then a time comes when they ride you,
you become their hoof-beats.

Your name was always
that which came out of a womb
to Say Itself,
yet your given name
entered your ears like a horse thief.

Now you are the many names of Jesus,
of Mary, of Judas.
You stable such names
until your own Christ christens
your ghost.

The horses gallop on,
words become saddles,

but now where are you,
and what to call you?

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