The pieces I had left,
I have given away,
and I find myself uttering staccato prayers.

Sorrows coughed out in abbreviated tones--
Worries laid down in abbreviated moods,
Abbreviated forms disclose my seemingly abbreviated self.

A sigh, a cry--intimately known,
Intimately understood,
Precludes the need for hymn-like verbosity.

Intimately known, intimately understood,
I find myself kneeling, head bowed down.