I Turn And I Slowly

I'm Pretty Good At Compartmentalizing Things And Not Allowing Things Outside Of Myself To Distract Me Or Bother Me Or Affect Me In Any Way.

I Turn And I Look Back Across The Lake. The Mist Is Gone And The Ice Diminished, The Drip Of The Icicles Quick And Heavy. The Sun Is Up And The Sky Is Blue Empty Blue Light Blue Clear Blue. I Would Drink The Sky If I Could Drink It, Drink It And Celebrate It And Let It Fill Me And Become Me. I Am Getting Better. Empty And Clear And Light And Blue. I Am Getting Better.

I Think, Living In America, We're So Bombarded With God All The Time That In Certain Ways I'm Making Statements Against That Bombardment, You Know? I Think It's Crazy. I Mean, I Don't Believe In God. I Don't Believe In Anything. But I Still Think About It. And I Still Write About It.

In Lilly's Eyes Her Beautiful Clear Water Eyes There Is What I Have Sought And Never Found, Wanted And Never Had, Hoped For And Never Discovered. Love.

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