Askin' Jesus & You

Yesterday I read the word heaven five times
in the first ten minutes after sleeping twelve hours.
I looked at the clock at 2:22, 3:33 and then 4:44.
I haven’t put it together yet, but our minds meld.
Sometimes I get impatient with myself for feeling anxious
about how long it takes me to fill the coffee pot with water,
(twenty-two seconds, but who’s counting?)
I’m ambiguous about that, but I’ve given up for you.
Your function meets my feng shui, and creates
a disturbance in my aura, making what was once green
turn yellow, then orange, then red.
There is so much laundry left to do, thankfully
distracting the colors that now surround my countenance.
This morning I dreamed I was moving
very fast, past it all – into something parallel.
You say, “What can I do to help?” but I’m past revival.
I gave my heart to Jesus when I was six,
if he can’t save me, no one can,
but I gave it all up for you.