My Prayer of Absolution

My Prayer of Absolution

Our Father
who art in heaven
please forget my prayers.

I've said so many
and even though they have not come yet,
I fear for if they do.

Most are selfish
or are for others
and not what they might want anyways.

I'm afraid
that they'll come,
that I'll have to confront them:

The dirty ones I've asked of you.
Why did I have to believe in you like a lover?
Friends could have just been fine.

But no,
I believed in you like an invisible hand;
one that strokes behind the answer curtain.

So please God, forget my prayers,
even this one,
lets start fresh.

I've taken to sleeping
forgetting to ask for forgiveness
in hopes you'll forget just the same.

I've taken to dreaming
to stop me from scheming
from praying for things we don't need.

-Matthew Koutzun

Lover, the Lord Has Left Us

Lover, the Lord Has Left Us

Lover,
the Lord has left us;

turned his back on us

in ignorance,


so we may love;
in private.

-Matthew Koutzun

Inspired by the Album title "Lover, the Lord Has Left Us", by the band "The Sounds of Animals Fighting".

The Lion went Silent

The Lion went Silent

The red raging lion
went silent.
It's roar used to be heard for miles
and jungle vine would shudder in vibration,
and birds would nestle closer in communion,
and monkeys sleeping
would absentmindedly clutch their tails in intimidation.

The lion used to roar so much
calling to a find mate on the edge of the field.
He would call an uproarious howl of fame
and moments later, one day, came back the same.

The red raging lion
waited silent.
It roared and a lover should come a calling
through the jungle vines they would tatter
through the trees where birds nestle would scatter
and awake the monkeys
in a frenzy of seduction patter.

But no lover came for the red great lion.
Hunters would have come already
for the rare prize he was.
But being fair, he tried again just because.

So the red raging lion
roared again.
It roared louder than before with great vibrato.
That jungle vines did tatter
and nestled birds did scatter
and the awakened monkeys
did frenzy-

but no seduction patter.

And to the red lion came the soft roar again
across the jungle, near some edge.
And he thought perhaps this is a game
and I should go to her, all the same.

And the red raging lion
walked through the trees.
But it was quite the lonely walk indeed.
Jungle vines laid in tatters on the ground.
The sounds of lilting nestled birds could not be found.
And awakened monkeys
moved away, did not lounge.

The lion humbled came to the end,
where he did come to find an edge.
And he roared out to find his mate
and moments later- his answer imitate.

And the red raging lion
walked back.
Though vine,
and nest,
and home.
The red raging lion
went silent.

-Matthew Koutzun

Pure Science

Pure Science

A Virgin's lover-
Is never satisfied.

-Matthew Koutzun