Moodscope Submission

Equivocation
 
Note: Title refers to avoidance of an issue.

It is a daily quest for me to dive under the cover of uncertainty

as I polish and spit shine life’s oft exploding safety helmets

during bouts of weary depression.

For certain messages assail me.
I hunger and am thirst obsessed, asking to step aside ghosts of painful lockets.

Make the call home
Lower the flag over the coffin of existence
Repeat the vows of oh, my! When, where, and … how is that again?

Sing the warble of ancient healing, yes once more
Trod unknown territory for the first time and then repeat
Rake detritus into usable mounds and wounds.

Open the heart
Let in the day’s light
Boil the fragments of life into usable lessons.

Allow the God in me to
Untether the hurts and
Give them voice so we might be done with it, for now.

Freshly targeted chest songs of anxiety
Open my tired eyes
Recharging the platoon of death while

I

march

on.

In the name of love.