Jesus forgot to love me,
but I really cant blame him,
what, with the cross he bears, and all.
Still it would have been nice
for him to send a little
sunshine my way,
a sort of consolation prize.
.................................
I am a fugitive of my own life,
falling away,
as if in retrograde.
The consolation, really is,
that I have ultimate control.
.................................
The sun only lasts so long,
in so many billion years it will be gone,
and then where will
the love of God be?

08/11/2009

Posted on 08/11/2009
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