i’ll bring the mountain my damned self

tell god
he can have
another of my ribs
if he will make
another of her
tell zeus
that i will bring him
whatever clay necessary
if he will mold it
into her likeness
it feels as if
my prayers go straight to voicemail
the reception
in my own personal hell
is spotty at best

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