Wailing Wall

I was in Jerusalem
some miles from a town
where you vacationed

I had to be at the wailing wall …
For a personal matter, a grievance

God spoke to me there, demanding my devotion
that I promised you

God has vowed to me what most wished for
but no mention of you

God has warned eternity in hell for me
But regretting not having you is harder

God said he created us beautifully…
all I see is my ugliness, and sprinkled in you are my given senses

God has miracles, but only if he believes
Only if he’s fair,
a balance of your fulfilling beauty,
my old age, my saturated ugliness, a symmetry of art

God said I’m free, but I’m singled out as incomplete
I'm the weakened one, created for your leisure

Debating God the subject of you
I ruptured defending you for me,
Our wishes and demands colliding
I’m not sacrificing anything

I’m walking away from a stalemate
Taking my chances with you
We’ll talk about how to save me
A rescue or rebirth...

not at the wailing wall in Jerusalem,
But at the redemption wall of your heart
somewhere in L.A.