untitled 27

she used her heartbreak as
a stepping stone
on the seldom traveled path
to enlightenment
taking shelter from the wind
in a burned out abandoned house of God
the sign in the window said
faith for sale
every night before she went to bed
she watched sneakers swinging
from the telephone wires
and all the while
she prayed for release
from the earthly shackles
that bound her here
but her prayers were all in vain
for Death refused to take her soul away
dawn after dawn she greeted the sun and asked

“won’t somebody cry for me?
won’t somebody save my soul?
won’t somebody love the me
that’s gray and old
as the nights grow cold?”


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