mothering gaze

ever trapped in the desert of my dreams

my wishes, my hopes frustrate your every move

my futile struggles with the Silent God

and the paltry gods i have come to know

even Jesus is a mere grumble in my gut

more a lucky charm than friend

i lean on him in times of disgust

through acts in which i weakly believe

i satanize myself

sporting dried up virtues

as if these were nourishing fruit

for the hungry ones who follow

i am burdened and heavy ladened

a strayed sheep naked without wool

a coin lost in the common latrine

swine condemned to the Galilee Sea

keep me somehow in the corner of your eye

your gaze holding me somewhere between blinks

and when you sleep may i appear in your dreams

a mosquito boring your flesh

your blood offering meat

your large eyes encompass me, staring at me

i understand the look upon your face

it's compassion for the broken spirit

a mothering gaze offering support

thus i stand again upon my failures

lift high my head and wipe my nose

you're here, your eyes speaking

a motherly gaze offering support