You live in a hole but no one knows, the moist soil doesn’t stick to your shoes as you crawl out.
You live in a hole but no one thinks, that sometimes when it rains you wade.
You live in a hole but no one hears, mosquitoes gorged on your blood singing drunkenly.
You live in a hole but no one sees, the wood mites churning the makeshift door into dust.
You live in a hole but no one smells, the earthy scent covered by Calvin Klein’s Eternity.
You live in a hole but no one feels, tears dropping on your bare feet when you hurt.
You’re invisble in plain sight.
Because humans are consciously oblivious that way. Because they can’t muster the strength to care.
Because they think first, second and third of themselves, and others are an umpteenth afterthought.
Because their lives are too important to bother with anything else.
They can’t be bothered, but they can bother God… worry His ears with prayers gone off-track.
And then they play them back, those derailed prayers for wealth and the destruction of apparent enemies.
Selfish, like a stream that flows into itself.
Selfish is the new useless.
Stay in your hole. Heaven will find you there.