Neurochemistry

I'm not sure how science describes it but
sometimes a neuron
seeking safe passage yet
finding none
simply
enters black space
where nothing is thought
or felt
as reprieve from thinking,
feeling too much.
And in that space
is only static
only the humming of
lost signals.

Emptied, what can
speak or console?
What can reconnect?
Devils silenced, but so
the voice of angels.
In this deadness no strong man
need cast the demon from the house.
Only the Lamb
who was slain
can lie down and comfort
this brain.

Published by Matthew Pullar

Teacher, writer, blogger, husband, father, Christian. Living in Wyndham in Melbourne's west, on the land of the Kulin Nation. Searching for words to console and feed hearts and souls.

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