Saturday, March 14, 2015

Bulldog tenacious

Bulldog tenacious                                                                                  

Am I bulldog tenacious in holding on to Your damaan
while faithfully querying the truth of Your claims,

Your promise, Your status? Or, are You the bulldog?
Your jaws never loosening for a moment’s respite,

dragging me where You will, where I will
take in, at last, the rich and charnel breeze,

open my untouched chest to absorb
Your immortal answer to the haunting,

harrowing, pitiless question
Your presence has provoked in me.

O child of God, you follow your Beloved
but all you really want, is to go back to sleep.

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