3/2/18
"The kindest acts of the wicked are cruel." Proverbs 12:10
What if this was the after life in hell where every human who earned their way in
are now suffering for eternity? This life is our
suffering,
and I might be able to see how that's a possibility.
. . .
. .
OH , I WISH YOU'D LIVE
like you're made of glass. And stop listening to my words.
Listen to how I touch you. .
Don't read my lies when I'm not here, and my silence when I need you. .
. . .
We're a cliche in black & white, but it's all we can think about to be turned to silence by raw feeling. Can't we get out of our heads?
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I'm here when you don't want me, let's take everything for granted,
and get out of our heads.
This is what it says
؎
God didn't tell us why he did what he did He just created us
Jesus didn't cry when Lazarus died he wept having to bring him back
YOU ARE READING
Clinging onto Prose
PoetryIf a hooded pitohui is considered mysterious, you are as free and light and lethal as a winged pitohui.
