Chasing Grace

12/2016

I'm chasing grace these days.
I'm starving for it.
Wide tongued,
lapping at the morning drippings
of dream lessons,
obliterating in the full wattage of dawn.

The news says
there will be changes.

I'm chasing, graceless,
half dressed and inebriated.
Any God who will listen,
I am your acolyte.
Show me the peaceful war.

The news shows children
with ash in their hair.

I'm changing, un-gracefully.
I'm not eating properly.
I think I'm in love
with a wish for love.
I'll spin the prayer wheels,
or light the votives,
I'll bless the wine,
or bleed on the altar.

The news says
they say we are not people.

Raya Yarbrough

Singer, Composer, writer of absurd stories about LA, chanteuse on Outlander, BSG, DaVinci's Demons, & I used to date Dick Grayson.