Dear God.

Amy Jane ~

the peace you leave with me

is not peace at all

it is a tiny, raging sun

that burns me alive.



the love you are is not love:

it sheds the blood of innocents

and swallows me whole



the salvation you offer

is not salvation at all

it is a cowed and worthless soul

damned at your feet



i was raised to believe

in a thankless god

to offer alms in place of joy



the peace you gave to me

was my undoing, for it

clothed terror in a sweet lie



the peace that I have now

in fullest weight

is not imbued with

horrible uniqueness



But it. is. real.

And better than

A thousand sugared myths.