Saturday, March 14, 2009

Confessions

God asked her to dance. I don't know how she said. It's easy. Satan grinned. Just stick out your tongue and wait for someone to bite it.

We were walking. Through empty streets. He and I. Children with our rocks. Searching for some water to break.

But the oceans were all so far away. And I asked Him why that would be. He said, before I can take you there, you must first learn how to swim.

Remove that flesh I've painted upon your tender bones. Admit. I'm not the only God you worship.

Only then I can forgive you. Your many sins.

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