Prayer, April 19, 2021

I’m lost.

not so much lost in terms of place


what do I do

when everything i do ends in party horns

trailing off in the distance

watching parades blocks away

past me not left behind

my voice shouting the panic realizing

i have

been left


looking forward fists raised

voices shouting anger justice causes

i have

been left


irrelevant empty like a chrysalis broken

a wrapper trapped in the eddy of a stream


going nowhere

I’m lost.

but not lost in sense of place or time but in ego defeated



an imposter

exhausted by impotent anger

Prayer, April 19, 2021

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