disproven

unedit this 
un        
                         poetic thing, try to 
make it worse, unpolished--
      unpretentious tihsllub on the page--

unintentionally naked, soul-baring, honest. 
   you cannot be something you intended, for
once you start out, you'll never get
to the end. 

I wonder why things
have to be so difficult, so stiff, so guarded; 
all 
              I asked was for an unassuming  prayer to you--
don't know who I'm talking to. 

I'll try again tomorrow, when
     everything is new and the dry strands of grass push up
 into the sky again, determined
to prove they are alive.