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Mar 2012
I feel lucky-as if God pointed down his finger at me
He said some things
I said some things
We fought until dawn
Fighting like dogs by the river
Until
God
got tired of me
and touched the hollow of my thigh
Ever since that day
I have been slow to anger
Now I always walk with a limp
God hits like a girl

One night
After a heavy bit of drinking
I lay in the yard thinking
About you and your eyes
When there in a moment
Was a tall golden ladder
With angels coming and going
Up to heavens gates
I just wish
I was not the liar and trickster
The name so proclaims
The thief
The anger
Rebellious
The long forgotten son
Fights God all night
Then rises like the morning sun
I don't know what the ****
JL
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JL  United States
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