Spurned

mourning

our silent baby

our hospital room

together

~

to say good-bye

I asked for a blessing

from a man of faith

~

no soothing

comfort

just guilt

for not practicing

~

you could be anybody

our church

doesn’t know you

~

I have engraved your name on the palms of my hands

~

insincerity

grudgingly

walking through

a ritual

~

forgive me father

I know not

what I do

~