hallucinations held captive in
lesser minds, live longer than
most who boast of deliverance,
rather than salvation, paying
tributes in ways we do not
understand or comprehend
when sitting in pews on Sundays;
still, we pray to the one and only
who is crafty as a box and we
sanction surrogates to keep
our lives from ruin, ironing out
the flaws that seem to always
get trapped in life's fabrics.
20Jun16
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