Wristwatch Thought
Drenching louder hunger with an answer to care, you know a senseless prayer.
Tell them to mind it, this, curious as murder with another more vengeful purpose.
How then taken away could I exist?
Never should I know, blindly convinced that an answer without guilt sits guarded.
Drenched and proud, bless this blasphemous pen..until the ink runs end over end.
Tell them to find sin, this, furious and cornered with another for vengeful purpose.
Drenching louder hunger with an answer to care, you know a senseless prayer.
Tell them to mind it, this, curious as murder with another more vengeful purpose.
How then taken away could I exist?
Never should I know, blindly convinced that an answer without guilt sits guarded.
Drenched and proud, bless this blasphemous pen..until the ink runs end over end.
Tell them to find sin, this, furious and cornered with another for vengeful purpose.
Copyright © Jonathan Michael Conlon | Year Posted 2013
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