Tuesday, October 02, 2012

God Talks Gibberish

God talks gibberish
Construes my ideas from humor-lies

Rolls his eyes when I am feverish
He occupies a hollow
Next to my static feet
God has been misplaced as the centerpiece

The intricate clock-work
Of irreversible hour hands
Whooshing and whizzing a hundredfold
He leaves me behind in collapsible bedspread restlessness
Tipped over in reverse



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