waiting for those bombs to rain again

March 13, 2003

Type: discussion

Sky today has ridges like muscles peeled from softer
bones that have been lying around in your eyes for
quite some time. I'm quiet, quite in my hole, wholly
immersed in waiting for those bombs to rain again.
It's my only baptism, and when I walk the streets
those who have accepted Jesus as their personal savior
know it; they can smell the desperation in my clothes,
and watch me hungily.

2003/03/11 14:20:05

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