BLESSINGS

 

Dear Lord, please send a body to occupy, as mine has seen troubling times. I do not require anything luxurious. I would be fine with practical… Inconspicuous, is okay. 

Hell, anything this side of uninhabitable, would be considered a luxury. 

My shell is cracked, my bones are wracked, and I just can’t go on. 
Oh, I know I shouldn’t, but what can I do?…crawl to the curtains just to pull myself up? I can’t do that. 

And the sirens? Are they passing or coming here?…for who?

Oh, hell’s-bells, let it be me, just this once, I promise you…if they could stop, just this one time? 

It would be a blessing.

V