Wednesday - Relationship+
Today is an overflowing day. The price you pay is willingly reading more questionable poetry.
Peace
A bar of soap is slippery
and always slightly undefined
When cut it is as designed
sharp edges holding shape
But the only way it stays
Is packaged on the shelf
Unused
Once taken out
It immediately is eaten
By the water and the grime
Giving it it's very purpose meaning
From time to time we fancy ourselves
In need of punishment
Distastefully reminding us
Of simpler days
Soap is of necessity
It's basic principal
Cannot be held by human hands
We feel drawn
To dirt to mess to wayside train wrecks
Barely pulling ourselves away
Peace as soap
Stands no chance
Nuclear Fusion
Ah! The bitter ripples of the fountain pond
Gleaming in the midnight's unnatural glow
We missed the chain reaction of water into snow
Changing all that of which we were fond
Relationship
Our identity
A beloved child of God
See God has no taste
We wish special we
Forgetting we know of grace
Relationship is
"I made eyes to see
You forget to open them
My beloved love"
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