a series: questions you wish you were asked
happiness in a yellow ray.
sadness in a blue bottle.
compartmentalizing all the ways of feeling.
reading hints like holy gospel.
praying you forgive me for all the ways that i am,
and praying even more that you understand me.
kneeling at your alter near burning embers,
doing breast strokes in the baptismal font forever.
in the church of your mind,
carrying the weight of memories and knowledge,
i ask you
am i free?
then you slide open the reconciliation screen to give me solace
yes, you are to me.