not love as a prayer,
oh dear lord you must know i'm exhausted from begging
but love as rage, and screaming my lungs out, and restless, resentful writhing
and echo
love as clawing at my own heartstrings, love as stringing my own soul crushing eulogy on it
love as yelling and screeching, an howling so guttural my insides turn in on themselves
and a sob
love as crying and rebelling but never asking, oh lord, love as anything but peaceful
cause dear lord you must know by now that everything i love
i swallow