From Bob Carlton's blog.
Holy God:
liminal, liminal, liminal.
would that i could
walk through the post-and-beam
into the new unbox
into the next unroom
thy will be done
thy kingdom come,
undo me.
gracefully, though.
and i'd participate
and meld and merge
and rediscover your own you.
i am ready, willing, able, and
unready, faltering, hamfisted.
i am tongue-tied like Moses.
o for loosened tongues .
employ me.
painlessly, though.
could i request a cross
made of popsicle sticks
and velcro?
yet not my will
but thine
be done.
amen.
by paul soupiset
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