You Can’t Pray A Lie is a fragment by Jack Rusher, published here Sunday, January 06, 2008. It is part of Stories.
Ecclesiastical advice for the lost.
“Her eyes are homes of silent prayer.” — Tennyson
Johnny prays for Sheila’s panties to finally fall, sweating in the back seat of his father’s car.
George Bush prays for swift victory in Iraq. So does the resistance.
The Call to Prayer. Gérôme, Jean Léon. c. 1881.
A polar bear on a fast-melting chunk of ice prays for cold.
Eunuchs pray for balls, as do debutantes.
A hymnal is the OTB odds sheet. Jockeys kneel on horseback as the starting bell calls the faithful.
A writer prays for time, moments before a self-imposed deadline late Sunday night.
“The prayer of Ajax was for light.” — Longfellow, paraphrasing Pope’s translation of Homer’s Iliad