Old friend
There is a difference
Between leaving your past
behind
and speeding past the destruction
left behind you
Between burying your dead
and those
you've only
wounded
Dead
and dead-to-you
To-you
one and the same
but it was never yours to say.
dignity belongs to those
with hearts still beating
-though broken now
and bleeding
Strangulation
like a strange-you-congratulation
Surprise!
your hatred
now out
of the closet
But no one died
so it wasn't abuse
To-you
Bury them anyway
And don't forget
confetti
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Sweet Baby Jesus Tea
:: Five Minute Lines ::
Overheard today (paraphrased & generalized) :
"
Thank you Jesus that I am not like them...
those poor souls trapped by cigarettes and wine.
You didn't make me like them.
I never developed a taste for the vile and addictive.
I pretended to be like them for a few seconds, it was a joke.
Everybody got it.
Me - so much like You, Lord. The ground around me so holy.
Of course I wouldn't be like one of them, directly under Your looming steeple.
That's what made it funny, see?
Bwahahahaha
Please, pass me the tea...
Unsweet?! Are you crazy?
My doctor told me I needed to cut back.
I told him people would die if so.
It's the one thing I just will not give up.
I've given up so much already.
Thank you, sweet baby Jesus.
"
Overheard today (paraphrased & generalized) :
"
Thank you Jesus that I am not like them...
those poor souls trapped by cigarettes and wine.
You didn't make me like them.
I never developed a taste for the vile and addictive.
I pretended to be like them for a few seconds, it was a joke.
Everybody got it.
Me - so much like You, Lord. The ground around me so holy.
Of course I wouldn't be like one of them, directly under Your looming steeple.
That's what made it funny, see?
Bwahahahaha
Please, pass me the tea...
Unsweet?! Are you crazy?
My doctor told me I needed to cut back.
I told him people would die if so.
It's the one thing I just will not give up.
I've given up so much already.
Thank you, sweet baby Jesus.
"
The Highest Bridge
|| Five Minute Lines ||
Sometimes, I hold my own feet to the fire. I require writing - five minutes or more- sometimes pen and ink, sometimes computer screen... the timer is set- enough stalling, let's go...
~*~
Of all the venom that entered my veins, being told to drive from the highest bridge I could find still circulates between my heart and my mind.
In Savannah, the Talmadge Bridge spans the state line.
It is the highest in town one can find.
The night he told me to drive off, I found myself driving over instead.
Defiantly, I chose to persist, despite knowing he loved me not.
I turned around and drove home again, awaiting miracles of any kind.
~*~
Sometimes, I hold my own feet to the fire. I require writing - five minutes or more- sometimes pen and ink, sometimes computer screen... the timer is set- enough stalling, let's go...
~*~
Of all the venom that entered my veins, being told to drive from the highest bridge I could find still circulates between my heart and my mind.
In Savannah, the Talmadge Bridge spans the state line.
It is the highest in town one can find.
The night he told me to drive off, I found myself driving over instead.
Defiantly, I chose to persist, despite knowing he loved me not.
I turned around and drove home again, awaiting miracles of any kind.
~*~
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