My God
(my God!)
we prayed for him,
grandfather with the failing heart,
but I wasn't there to lay my hands
(I couldn't bear to see him sleeping)
My God!
He would have took my hand
with grip so strong
it tied the knots
inside my stomach.
My God,
my seed-faith ground to
mustard against mountainside--
putrid, pungent
(spreading thin)
