A Near-Madman’s Psalm

Israel Two, 9/21

Photo by Joshua Earle on Unsplash

Easy for you to say
In my mind, it comes right to hand
This fearlessness
In my mind

You live in a temple
I was looking for you
Why should I wait for trouble?
You offered this mountain
So I became
a wild man
Until my beard started itching

They chased me up here
I swear it
But you promised me a
giddy,
bloody victory

Can you hear me?
They’re all gone
I’m still looking for you
No one cares anymore
They all hate me
They want me gone
When will you come back?

I’m so tired; I’m still sitting here
Waiting on you
Fingers trailing in the dust
Don’t forget me
I’m here
where you left me
Waiting on you
alone