elevate this mercenary faith
to more than a mouth
open to the sky
awaiting pennies from heaven
copper taste of blood
sticking in my throat
choking on dissembling appeals
lying on the ground
humbled in the muck
faith itself appears a rich reward
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( Just a reminder that these are my opinions. You're entitled to your own.) I started reading The Artist’s Way (hereinafter abbreviated...
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The Book: The Dawn of Everything: A New History of Humanity by David Graeber and David Wengrow Citation: Graeber, David and D., Wengrow. 202... -
Apologies. I did not post a poem on December 20th, 2021 ... I suppose I was bound to miss a day sooner or later, but this is the first time ...
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