ThePoet

ThePoet Aug 2015

It is not the
existence of God
in which I find
myself a doubt,
but the existence
of my own in
which I find
myself without

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ThePoet Aug 2015

• Harm •

If I were to
ask God to protect
me from harm, I would
be asking God to protect me
from myself

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ThePoet Jul 2015

• Art •

Harbor the
murderous afflictions
dismembering
your heart,

make no effort
or attempt
to reassemble
any part,

but encompass
every severed
piece of it with a
masterful work of art

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ThePoet Jul 2015

• Rest •

Her bed was
fashioned
into a grave

Her blanket
was fabricated
out of dirt

And now her
sleep is calm
as a wave

She rests in a
place where she’ll
never be hurt

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