The affair began,
quietly shaking the city
to ruins.
Selfish citizens
built
walls
between the ocean
and the moon.
A solid wall
of iniquity
means one can't
talk to
god or man or woman.
No chinks in the
wall--you're in his
presence or not--
never halfway.
Always felt
the breaking of
the wall to hear
a whisper was
impossible,.
Just you shut
your eyes and
yourself and
ask hard for
thy will be done.
But I
didn't feel
explosions inside,
no wrecking ball of
grace.
Felt nothing.
Taught me
that being wasn't
enough.