PRAY WITHOUT SEASONING

You want to lash, cry, out

Shake your fist held up to

Where silence shrouds

 

You want to stop pulling the breaks on

All the “I’m sorry”s; stop saving them

For cankers that stink less to you

 

Stop the feigned “hallelujah”s

And whimpered “it is well”s

While your mind explodes with a million “why”s

 

And “is it not enough?”

 

You want to want to

And want to not want to string it in

Perfumed syllables punctuated with perfect interludes

 

You feel the need rising

From where everything is raw

Everything is harsh

Everything is bitter

Tough

Trash

 

But the silence tumbles down over you

Taut with sighs

 

 

And once again you resume your rehearsed

Amens…lies…

 

While the heavens wait

For the curtains to fall

And whisper  –

 

“When

Will you come

As you are?”

 

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