Stupor in a Prayer

Curtains drawn over eyes
Ears closed wide,
You're not listening to me...
Not being cross or sore not trying to boss or bore..
Care for you,is beyond reproach
No doubt
You should know yet
I'm afraid how far it's allowed to go...
Will it cloak you...in the Underworld with Hades?
Ignore it like gum on your shoes
from walking down the street
Will you think of it a burden...
Dragging 'round a Valentine Achilles?...
Bastard thought cast in an Orphanage of Dreams.