Wednesday, February 24, 2010

February 25, 2010
The Shaver

He’s five years dead now. She found his electric shaver, picked it up and smelled his beard. RAGE hits hard – why did you leave me? SADNESS the gut shot – oh I miss him so. JOY covers her, thankful to God for the moment of remembrance.

Three hits hard and fast
Fully alive means all the emotions
Wholeness approaching

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