take heed fellow soldier and weigh your fervent heart. energize your senses with vicious fortitude if you must, and with you, me, that the patron saints on the murals above me, the ones under which I walk, search within me through me among me, a meaning and desire which I alone cannot possess.
your words mean something.
everything.
If the tide turned and I couldn’t (….reprieve), would you still hear my plea???
