I remember
when God was so big
He could blot out the clouds
And stand
With His back to everything
And not be afraid
I was smaller
Less compressed
Had not yet forgotten
Which way tears fall
And my yearnings gazed forwards
Instead of the mess behind
Saturday, March 10, 2018
Marmite and Peanut Butter
The spreads came home today not the ones I first brought in These are generations removed from their founding slathers... Yet somehow the s...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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