Curious the smile
Tenuous the hold
Embarrassed and uncertain

We enfold
His hands are held together
So it looks just like he praying

But they've never once been answered
And so he's only waiting


Every single word he says
Seems to last a minute
And the faces in between

Last for hours so it seems
And five times he tries
To light his cigarette

But he's shaking so damn badly
The closest he can get
Is a spark, and a breath

Then nothing left

A crucifix on every wall

Forsaking, unforgiving all
Home denied his vision
Drowned in superstition

He burned the walls with acid
So that he could see past them
With a burning rage, a gasping breath

Then nothing left

Saw our games and could not play them

No escaping curious David