no witty titles today.

i watch a man with these eyes struggle to keep the ties he made to the God that he knows is alive.
i watch a woman in alarm as she knows it's only the start when she opens herself wide up, but not to show her heart.
now they go their own way day to day just barely reaching sea level by the time their debts have been paid.
between bills and taxes, things like a decent car or cough syrup to keep her child from hacking become a distant mecca seen in a mirror, cracking.
and as the shards fall to the floor, they both cry out to God for more because they really aren't too sure by the time the lights cut out and they're on a cement floor asking these questions.
with these questions they start guessing as to both hell and to heaven, and whether these matters are really that pressing.
so in a moment of weakness they both grow conceited and forget,
the ties to the God who's alive
and ignore,
the alarms going off in her heart,
that's when he says enoughs enough and she decides to accept the rough stuff,
and they meet.
now through his eyes he sees a whore
and she's wondering if he's a financial open door
so they consummate, copulate, whatever shit you call it they got primitive, they found a mate
but when she's spread wide and he's between her thighs
they both come to realize
the God to whom he broke his ties,
and her heart pours out through the tears in her eyes
they run home filthy like muddy children
asking how the hell did i become the villain
i was only subject to the pain you let fill into my life.
but God said my son, my daughter,
while i called you my sheep you strayed to the slaughter
you ran to streams of pain and blood while i waited for you by the water
yes my ocean is filled with storms and in them you will be worn
down to the very essence of which you are comprised
but my son
my daughter
this is where you find Me
what was a dwindling light inside
now purified by water.
so they realized that in breaking their ties,
that in ignoring the alarms God set around their heart,
the enemy was really part of themselves,
from the very start.