prayer
(3.7.21)

and i won't listen to you
'less you recite the only prayer i know you ever knew
and you know it too
it's gaping at you with wide eyes, no feeling less than completely true
it grew, and like the coward in you
tagged out to let sins sit askew
a terrible abomination we were, even though it felt right in the moment

turns out it doesn't matter at all
if you end up in hell