We Implore
How in Your name do you do it?
Night and day, day and night,
a whiteout of words,
scribble of mother tongue
uttered beneath the breath,
those rending howls
packing power enough to jolt
the odd celestial cat nap,
find You holed up under alias
disguised at the wispy tip
of some far flung finger of cloud,
or sitting at the light
in a pearlescent Lincoln MKZ
with tinted windows, leaning
slightly to midline tracking
the approach of a woman brandishing
a hand lettered sign like the relic of a martyr,
praying for the light to change.
Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 9:22 AM UTC
We Implore
How in Your name do you do it?
Night and day, day and night,
a whiteout of words,
scribble of mother tongue
uttered beneath the breath,
those rending howls
packing power enough to jolt
the odd celestial cat nap,
find You holed up under alias
disguised at the wispy tip
of some far flung finger of cloud,
or sitting at the light
in a pearlescent Lincoln MKZ
with tinted windows, leaning
slightly to midline tracking
the approach of a woman brandishing
a hand lettered sign like the relic of a martyr,
praying for the light to change.
