Monday, March 17, 2008

the side I don't let you see

November, 2007

I feel dead and empty
I barely have tears for my failures
my knees can't bear kneeling.
clamoring for the sacred

from myself, my life
my God
I have no faith to ask
asking has hurt me in the past

needing an answer
but without a question

my day is stale
does not sustain
hard, flat light on a night bus ride
this is what I see

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