Lent 27 (Sinking)

Scoop,
bail!
Scoop, bail!
Don’t let the storm know
that I’m afraid and
flooding with anxiety.
Don’t let on,
don’t even tell
Jesus —
let him sleep,
I can do this.
Scoop,
bail!
Endless.
It’s too much, too much.
Jesus, save me!
but don’t
look at the mess I’m in,
it’s too embarrassing
and already I’ve troubled you
more than you needed.
Just keep me from drowning, I beg,
and I will take care of the rest;
I’ll patch up the boat,
row the rest of the way
to shore, as long as I’m not
under water. Just give me that
one breath I need
then
go back to sleep, Jesus,
don’t mind me.
I’ll be alright.

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