Sunday, November 1, 2009

confessions for the High Priest

i got some scruff and it's nearly one thirty
there is some liquor in the cupboard
but i don't drink alone
i just sigh heavy and listen to music
and open the bible for healing
Eloi Eloi why do i hurt your heart
thank you for passion
thank you for pride
but somehow i mix them up
and lust-that dirty word works like a weed
and chaps my hide
that's from dad
sins he probably struggled with
and as do i 
quit so your sons will learn as well 
i wanted to write how sorry i am
again
and your never to short to forgive
your probably rejoicing
while i ... don't even know
just write
your so faithful
(.beloved)

1 comment:

  1. your probably rejoicing
    while i ... don't even know
    just write
    your so faithful

    you know in the cartoday i almost told Him the same exact thing in different words.

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