Prayer Rocks

 My prayers 

are rocks, falling from my mouth-

tumbling off the bottom lip like lead,

 hitting the ground below in muted thuds.

Wet stones, these pleas, landing in piles

on the earth, making paths in dust to dead stops. 

Rolling, gathering soil, caked in mud -

my words suffocated by so much dirt.


Poem started October 12, 2022

completed Jan 1, 2023


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