flagging a point of view

by Patrick Watson   Nov 7, 2022




aimlessly I fondle the frozen words trapped in time
hoping to resuscitate a glimpse of yesteryear
play them in real time
trying to make sense of scripture

those invisible lips driving a narrative to authenticate
what they want them to say
contradiction prairie, on a sunny dark day
hardly comforting !

like a silver spiders web inviting
you to wait at the edge, pondering
tempting you to leap before you think
talking to me in self-dialog mode. scepticism is born

eternal life for a mere leap into blind faith?
not to mention the 10%
what a bargain!

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