Poetry / Psalms

Psalm 14 : Man Akin

Psalm 14 : Man Akin

G-d Adam-Breathes wind in
to me.

It blows blues in
to me.

Brash sins traduce
the man in you.

Was.

The woman,
she
cohorts angels,

magnolia pretty
when demons are forgotten.

G-d thunders lightening Sinai…

Father’s voice grew weaker.
Weaker.
He huskied the short harsh words, hushed himself. Where did he?
Many men are known for their bluster. Rich and dark, brothers of hard.
But I became your turnaway man, even as you
turned around. There is a dream in your atmosphere.
A Gaul away from sport. I was too little to apprehend that you, too, I would copy.

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