Even after I occupied your time
and mine
and theirs
For a really long time
But then he knocked
He crouched
He waited
For just the right time
When I was alone
It’s not an excuse.
Because it is my fault
That’s just Eve’s blame
The curse of the woman who can’t unhear the snake
It’s not an excuse
But you chose another
And I’ll always choose other
Do you not understand?
* * *
They say Prophet and the Poet must be clear and direct
But the Prophet and the Poet don’t know it all yet
They speak what they saw
They speak what they see
They speak what’s to come
In the same sentence.
That’s why you don’t see
Like the Prophet and Poet
Until sunset.
When the will be, has been
And his history, is history
And Truth isn’t simple
Truth is true
The Prophet and the Poet
Spoke the un-knew
Because it is true.
* * *
You left me alone
So I feel alone
And in my alone
I found another
Because I can’t be alone.
But let me recite
Eve’s accusation
It was serpent
It was man
It wasn’t my fault.
Yet here I am alone
Just like I desired.
As you did not.
I’m trying to be better. He always says
I’m trying to be better. He always says
I don’t know what to do. To be better. He always says
But looking at her
She is still the Whore
He wants to be better.
She wants to be worse.
He left me alone.
But it’s my fault.
Help my unbelief
* * *
Is this a two-year-old tantrum?
Or a cry to heal my cracked-head?
I can’t tell.
All I can see. Is that I’m all alone.
All I can see. We are both alone.
What you did
What I said
What you fear
What I fear
Let’s just hide in our bushes.
Until He lights them on fire.
Cindy Koch 