Pray Alone, Stay Alone

by Grey…

There is no belonging
Only righting wrongs and errors in history
letters to proper men who address me formally yet devalue my intelligence
Glancing backwards is so poetic but so mundane and fine
I whimper and ache because the stakes are so high
Live with me!
Hide with me!
Lets both try to find a reason
The long days fall short and never fully satisfy
The closer I am to dreaming the closer I am to the heat of hell and the swell of heavens clouds
You shrew!
You shrew!
You shrew!
Interrupt my kneeling pleading prayers once again and I promise you your precious time will end