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the bread of strangers

unbuttered and burnt

an abused heart

bleeding its bruised way back home

witnessing embarrassing holes in a

moment

where only sunshine should stream

tender tears

tumbling upon

a beach of concrete handkerchiefs

flashy new cans

carry old wounds

so ostentatiously on vacation from life

a symphony of children

laugh so gaily

near your father's too quiet grave side

small scale

as ridiculous as it now reads

edges out big events

making the most ferocious of daggers

out of mere scraps of pain

the human mind is so amazing yet skewed

depression and contentment wiggle about

in a psychosis like tug of war

punishing the systems

once pretty healthy functions

just please remember

God is such a marvelous magnet

a healer with his medicine of peace

if in our lives we allow him to be

his wanderous love

when called upon

pulls us safely out of each our own

little hell's flame

his love's every expression to us

as simple yet as welcome

as rain

on a hot, dry relentless day............

(written Nov. 1, 2002 9pm)