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a terrible prayer

i am no longer content
with petitions
or begging for another
warm hairline
settling on the nape
of one more smiling brain cell
on it's way downtown
eager to be killed.

before i sleep
my request will
be simple:
that the screaming children
in Iraq, Afghanistan, Guatamela
interrupt Paris Angelicus
and the Litany of the Saints
until i see their eyes peer
from the tabernacle

every morning mass

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Kailashana

Kailashana

17 years 5 months ago

“I am no longer

"I am no longer content".... The artistic brushstroke of a poet. Thank you. Peace and Light. ~A "Speech is blasphemy. Silence a lie. Above speech and silence is a way out." I-tuan.
weirdelf

weirdelf

17 years 4 months ago

oh my word.

I hear every cadence of your loving soul. I am so sorry it's taken so long to reply. Neopoet has got so big. Miss you man, And your raw gorgeous honesty. Never could understand your apparent vocation, but I think I understand you a bit. cheers, Jess