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Prayers in the Dark
By Robert Nersesian
Prayer 1
Lord, you know how I stumble at this.
Stumble? Falter? Nervous collapse?
A mind wandering: the latest hamburger,
leaves unraked,
what’s on the tube?
To cinch the mind,
harness the heart.
To request, to query, plead—
for me?
For them? All of them?
Leave me, o Lord.
Fly away from me.
Still, you don’t.
Prayer 2
Come a day when no words will form,
the drawer empty of memories.
I, a husk.
What then?
What can I offer?
What is your plan for me then?
“The plan is no plan. You are. I am.”
You mean: stripped of desire, yearning, ambition?
Time stopped?
My soul taken up, body left behind?
Will your son then attend me?
These are my tremblings,
a sinner’s whisper.