midlife
what hath god wrought what hath he rent asunder do i pray to him can he fix what he broke or celestial ornithologist is his eye only on the sparrow or do i pray to you because it was good for awhile can you save me you’ve grown you say you’ve expanded like an over full bladder may you burst midlife crisis handsome name for leaving for you psychobabble for a broken heart for me there is no salvation from you there is no salvation from god my sole salvation is me
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Jaybird
I am retired, having worked primarily as a librarian, but have done freelance proofreading, copy editing, and book reviewing. I wrote some poetry many years ago, but decided it was bad and stopped, since I had other things to do. For the last ten...
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