religion

tHe CoInCiDeNcE oF oPpOsItEs

simple truths preclude 

their opposites they 

say deep truths include 

their opposites 

c'est la vie in 

a hopelessly relative 

uni-verse 

male and  

female black and 

white wave  

and particle the 

relations proceed the 

relata the whole  

cannot be reduced to 

the sum of its parts 

i say this and you 

disagree 

appropriately 

how else could it 

BE literally 

the entire universe  

trying to per- 

ceive itself  

through this one 

 

eye 

The Light

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The Light

 

Numb, losing control

Broken, shivering cold

Stuck down in this hole

Darkness surrounds my soul

 

God don't take me

I don't wanna die tonight

Jesus save me

I can barely see the light

Lord forgive me

I'm trying to make it right

 

Can't you help me see the light?

 

Lost so far from home

Alone, nowhere to go

Weak and losing hope

Plunging towards the unknown

 

God don't take me

I don't wanna die tonight

Jesus save me

I can barely see the light

Lord forgive me

I'm trying to make it right

 

Won't you help me see the light?

 

I'm about to break

I don't want to fade

On my knees I pray

Are my words in vain?

Everything seems gray

The edges start to fray

Nothing left to say

There's nothing left to say

 

God don't take me

I don't wanna die tonight 

Jesus save me

I can barely see the light

Lord forgive me

I'm trying to make this right

 

Someone help me see the light

Will no one help me see the light?

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

One of my newest ones.

7/20/24

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the falling

 

they say there’s

 

an angel in

 

side of us all

 

but i say

 

unto you there’s

 

two

 

and while the one rises

 

the other must fall

 

they arise together

 

and neither could the one

 

ex ist with out

 

the other

 

 

 

this is a

 

truth so confounding

 

God herself

 

became flesh just

 

to ex-press it

 

though the light shines

 

in the darkness it is not

 

overcome

 

nor is it

 

com-prehended

 

 

 

were we to listen

 

to the better angels of our

 

nature

 

they would

 

inevitably

 

redeem us

 

from this un-whole-y

 

communion

 

such creatures as we are

 

mixture of piss and

 

shit and light

 

must not the stillness

 

within

 

ascend to the heavens

 

just to

 

comprehend it

 

Cold Rage

Author's Notes/Comments: 

There's a cold rage building in the dead. 

the carpenter

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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Subject No. 7

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BAPTIST MINISTER'S DAUGHTER

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