Praying for the pain

to take it all away.

That singularity

of burning purpose

in my soul.

Something greater than me

and my own paltry sacrifice.




Never stopped a thought

to understand it,

just let the chemicals

go on their way.

Don’t coddle expectations,

just demand them.

Follow the energy

along the pathway.

And when I die,

I know that I will face

judgement for my

avarice and waste.

I cut my own throat

in my haste.

Dear God,

am I too late

to suffer for all this?



HG – 2021

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