- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Incomprehensible Deity
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We all spend our days the same. Work to fill the hole of the eventual hole we will all occupy. We seek shelter daily and then risk in mostly solitary spurts with drink, drugs, and fuck diseases. People die for the high. Or we find a big ole incomprehensible deity, an invisible pillow for restin' heads after confession of imperfection and selfish, materialistic prayer. It is hard sometimes to make peace with it all with its rushing, screaming, and barreling toward me.
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