.
a lady is holding god’s obituary-
she painted it on a canvas of pain
with the crayons of his silence
she is saying;
“i’m not an artist
but i watched god die
in the tears of a little boy,
who was born with a cave
in his heart, to parents
who took a loan from love
and made him their collateral”
her heart begins to float
on her tears, she can’t say
many more words, but these:
“i’ve seen god die. that day,
he went swimming in the tears
of this little boy and the fun
drowned him.”
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