Friday, March 18, 2016

Kindness and Prayer Are Close

I sense their warm breath on my neck.
Their hands and dark eyes comfort me.
Who is the soul who will not be
Comforted, if not self-absorbed,
Callous me? Who can I comfort
Who would not sense my falsity
As I sense their hypocrisy.
We're in this leaving together.

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