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Bedside Bible
He keeps a Bible on his bedside table
Although sometimes I swear
He doesn’t believe.
Maybe he only reads it when
The lights go out.
And no one else can see.
Maybe he knows it word for word
But I swear
He doesn't believe
I heard him cry the other day
Soft sobbing with his head in his hands
Small knots formed in my stomach
But I just walked by
Faced forward
I saw his face crumble
From the corner of my eye
I Never said a word
Barely breathing.
With whisper shoes
I just walked on by
I swear he doesn’t believe
Not these days
