love

I
would die
rather
than let this
hit word leave my
hard mouth.

I would crawl up stairs
gasping
for air
to breathe
forgiveness.

I pray
108 times twice.
I repay
an old debt
with interest.


Fear and anger -
I have
tidal surges.

I tithe
to you
3000
prostrations.

I tithe to you
all that is left
of love.