An Apathetic Prayer

A sonnet

Jay Sizemore

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An apathetic prayer

The sky is always easiest to hate without stars,
the moon also absent, playing its prolonged game
of peek-a-boo. You could look up contemptuously
and cast the most venomous of curses,
where that black sky seems to almost welcome it,
swallowing your anger the way a tar pit might
swallow a car with a dead body in its trunk.

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Jay Sizemore

Provocative truth teller, author of APNEA & Ignore the Dead. Cat dad. Dog dad. Husband. Currently working from Portland, Oregon. Learn more at: Jaysizemore.com.