drunk                                        November 14, 2015
god is an intoxicant
which can really fuck-up your life
you have a sip
of that finest wine
–      is it christ’s blood?
and always want more

once you have let him
have the reigns of your life
your old friends will say
you are no longer fit for company

your eyes are no longer near-sighted
but soul-sighted
and the new vision
makes you stumble and stutter

don’t worry about purifying yourself
god will make you vomit
all of the poison of a life of violations
so that there is only room
for his spirit

you will do strange things
and speak to strange people
you may find
you are so insane
that you love
the people who leave thorns
and broken glass
in your shoes

that one sip
may lead to a day
when you would rather die
than walk
because you know how to swim
and how to fly


About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. My most recent completed endeavor was finishing BA's in Religious Studies and American Studies. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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