Prayer for the Pain of Being Awkward

Fränz Müller

I beg of you, O Elohim

(and I know it’s not so much)

My dearest dream, my deepest wish!

All I really ask of you

Is to let me sit so still, so very still

That I simply disappear

For to be seen is to be hurt

And I can’t take much more.

 

  • Author: Fränz Müller (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 17th, 2025 22:18
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  • sorenbarrett

    A most interesting thought in this poem. If so still that all subatomic particles, atoms, molecules ceased their motion what would it look like if anything at all? Loved the poem

  • Priya Tomar

    Very nice



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