i.
though still in the process
himself
of being
created
god is an expert on earth.
he is just now beginning to regain his composure
after a short stint / speaking in tongues.
ii.
laymen exist
to question
what my mother’s body
cannot identify-
a specific amnesia
that attacks
her many
pseudonyms
iii.
stories keep my children perfect.
in the story of the rabbit’s mask
one finger out of every ten
is as empty
as the rabbit’s brain
iv.
to bring my first stranger
to god
I plan to use the alias
my father goes by
to pray.
Jul 22, 2013
Jul 22, 2013 at 11:05 AM UTC
i.
though still in the process
himself
of being
created
god is an expert on earth.
he is just now beginning to regain his composure
after a short stint / speaking in tongues.
ii.
laymen exist
to question
what my mother’s body
cannot identify-
a specific amnesia
that attacks
her many
pseudonyms
iii.
stories keep my children perfect.
in the story of the rabbit’s mask
one finger out of every ten
is as empty
as the rabbit’s brain
iv.
to bring my first stranger
to god
I plan to use the alias
my father goes by
to pray.
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