Jesus Vs the Purple T-Shirt
Church people in their finest threads,
rushing off to offer Jesus to their heart and heads.
Me, lying in bed with a bleach-stained purple T-shirt.
Quite naked otherwise.
Sunlight eating through the drapes.
Mind somewhat intact.
Poor thoughts flooding into this whisky head.
Sorry Jesus...no disrespect
This day is made for procrastination and laziness.
I'll catch up to you next Sunday.
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