all together separate

there are demons in the closet
whose names i no longer want to know
once thought if i could confront them one by one
the past would let me go
but living in a past that exists only in my worst dreams
has had me dying slow
so if its all up to me now
then i’ll hold out my palms to let it all go

but i can’t bear this burden all alone
maybe that’s never what you intended
all i need is you to say my name
all i need is your breath, your flesh, your vision

we are saved together; but apart?
apart i’ll be damned if we’re not damned
and i’ve never been good at the role i was handed
of sacrificial lamb
but mother, god forgive her
my father is still here and i can
but damn if i don’t spit and sputter
and still withhold my hand

and i can’t bear this burden all alone
that was never what was intended
ear pressed, listening for my name
its cold enough to see my breath but still no vision

there are demons in every closet
who lie in wait for last of days
we thought we had their number
’till we were forced to see through their gaze
our hearts are infinitely connected
but temporarily broken in our stay
but when we’ve been there 10,000 years
its here we’ll catch the rays

and i wont bear this burden all alone
but i know that’s not what you intended
when i hear you say my name
i wonder if perhaps it could be enough just to listen

About Wayne Bowerman

Wayne is a hopeful, ecumenically minded, pastor and theologian in the Reformed tradition. He is currently looking for a parish to serve in the Reformed Church in America. He is 2007 graduate of Calvin College: BA, Religion and a 2011 graduate of Western Theological Seminary: M.Div. He currently resides in Grand Rapids MI where he spends his days driving to and fro, taking his 5 year old daughter to school, picking her up in the afternoon and in between hanging out with his 3 year old son. In the evenings he moonlights as a cashier for a big-box retail chain. He is life partner to Erin, father to Rena and Liam and friend to many. He is a writer, a poet, a fan of Folk and Indie Rock, Hip Hop and anything written by Graham Greene, Walker Percy or Flannery O'connor.

Posted on 6, December 2010, in Poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Wow. Very powerful. It kind of touches were I am right now in my life. Very moving.

    • Kara! So good to hear from you. It has been quite some time. I hope that whether or not you are publishing it to the world wide web that you are writing. As you can see I have not been posting much again myself lately. It really goes in spurts for me – very sporadic. I am glad this piece spoke to you. And I hope peace for you in the midst of whatever storms of life you are navigating.

  2. Thanks Wayne. Kind of trying to get my writing to flow again. Here is one of my latest that I am happy with. http://karadouglas.wordpress.com/2011/07/17/ajar-2/

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