You Ask
- Elizabeth Ostler

- Jun 17, 2018
- 1 min read
You Ask
by Elizabeth Ostler
Brooklyn, NY, USA
You ask me to come unto thee
You ask to make my burdens light
You ask me to place it all on your alter
But
Even the misplaced keys
When I’m already late
And the train is running local?
Even the heart shaped
Tumor developing faster
Than her prepubescent body?
Even the tectonic grief
Decimating my internal landscape
Swallowing me whole?
Even the fear
That he, that she, that they
Won’t be held to account?
Even my anger
At your asking
You ask
You ask me
You ask me to
Forgive the unforgivable
Touch the untouchable
Love the unlovable
You ask me to
forgive
touch
love
Even though
Even her
Even him
Even them
Even now