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Jan 2010
Wallowing in a shallow pool
Time has lost time
I run like a fool.
Blood pools and pulls.
I wish I were running.
My cup dipped
Halfway full

I cry when I taste it.
You didn’t cleanse me
I want to jump in victory
You didn’t fix it.

I scream out in confusion.
I hear the Lion roar delusion.

I cling to your mystery
I don’t love your plague
You certainly, designed.
You are not vague.

A missing piece
I thought you built me.
Evolution
Incompatible with “thee”

My hands folded without a crease
Trying to impress you
Speaking blessings and peace

Sanity is all the same
They tell me it’s good to…
Good to love you

A spec of blackness on a cloth
Quandaries in the mud

I see a ***** fog in prayer.
Wondering if your there
Mad God
I kneel back.
Loving God
This isn’t fair.
Written by
Keiko Larrieux
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