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What if

I feel so much more
made of God's mistakes
and his tantrums.
Of His dumb ideas...

To the lighthouses that
take me away from the jetty
what I really am is a boat
adrift in search
of the rumblings in the belly of God,
blend the smell of coffee grounds
of any God!

But of His clay
is what I'm not...

God's got no faith to spare.
God does not believe
that he is one of us!


PAR
Written by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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