Snuggle Down Tonight

What is on my mind
My feelings
Forced from birth to sale
My life is not a dream
Nor is it real where I do not die?

Answers lie below in love
From people that I trust
A religion can get you thru
But who paddles me thru my
Sea of death?
I want to mark myself
With his
In America we say “Jesus”
Because it is written
He is smitten
With the bride.
And loves the little children.
So if you ask today
Ask away!
Ask questions about reality!
I am no preacher
I am a bleacher*

Bleaching linens,

He is sky.


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