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portrait of a failure
Poems
Apr 2022
Good Friday
I finally found God.
He told me His name was Nothing.
And Nothing is in my heart
wherever I go.
My family and friends can see
that Nothing is inside of me.
They ask what's going on in my life.
I tell them the very good news.
That Nothing is inside of them too!
I try and explain my new found religion:
Nothing is sacred
because Nothing will greet you when you die
and Nothing will love you forever
and Nothing will save you from yourself.
I found my god.
I named him Nothing.
And Nothing helps me sleep at night.
And Nothing takes my pain away.
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