If Only We Had Better Options

do you also wish to go away

he asked and stunned us like electricity

and we whispered under our breath

yes we would like an easier path

clear cut through the oak forest

something that made sense at least

or better, we wish you would go away

Jesus, you keep complicating and confusing us

and messing us up so we can’t think straight

if only we could have not known you

and heard your words that burn in us now

and never felt your spirit wormhole its way through us

right on into the infinite yes

but then again, before you

was only the deafening finite no

and the deathtrap of our anxious breathless days

so, no, we don’t want to go away

not because we have any idea where this thing goes with you

but because, honestly, where the hell would we go?

it’s you, you ethereal brother, you who is so full of god-life

that every second in you seems eternal