i don't want you to search out the words that
call to you
avoiding the rest of the good word
i'm using to litter the poem
good word or words in the grand
scheme we are all doing a lord's
work.
my lord
my stars
my my
i want you to understand
this holy mess
was begat
begotten
been given----
a name
an image
for it
to face eternity
and you'll still
wish against it
on whatever star
you cling to
my my
my love
my own
know that i
write you a letter
to preach good words
and i'll know
you'll find whatever
word you think is
good enough
and that will just
be
the way this word
is passed. mine
will be
yours
