All transient things are permanent in God.
Whether or not this is good news, I cannot say. It gets harder to
meditate on the secular value of love when Tom's
every sentence includes a
higher power. Find and
replace. God's farm team eats corn, plays sandlot ball, rides the
bus. Was his
high slide dirty? Is “dirty” not a strange word in this context?
High spikes bite ankles, as kittens do. Their
original sin is joy, not harm. His mother called the cops, as he was
clutching his Bible and a knife. The cops shot him dead. A row of
black men's faces stares
at us in the stairwell. We do
not see their mothers there. This is the last mistake
you're allowed. Turn-about is
not fair play, is not play. Dead
serious is not a dead metaphor.
--20
April 2015
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