Six apologies, lord (by Olena Kalytiak Davis)

by sophie

I Have Loved My Horrible Self, Lord.
I Rose, Lord, And I Rose, Lord, And I,
Dropt. Your requirements, Lord. ‘Spite Your Requirements, Lord,
I Have Loved The Low Voltage Of The Moon, Lord,
Until There Was No Moon Intensity Left, Lord, No Moon,
    Intensity Left
For You, Lord. I Have Loved The Frivolous, The Fleeting, The
   Frightful
Clouds. Lord, I Have Loved Clouds! Do Not Forgive Me, Do Not
Forgive Me LordandLover, HarborandMaster,
   GuardianandBread, Do Not.
Hold Me, Lord, O, Hold Me
 
Accountable, Lord. I Am
Accountable. Lord.
 
Lord It Over Me,
Lord It Over Me, Lord. Feed Me
 
Hope, Lord. Feed Me
Hope, Lord, Or Break My Teeth.
 
Break My Teeth, Sir,
In This My Mouth. 

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