my soul needed him tonight

yes, the gospels will always serve
and what psalm of david could not heal
and where has paul ever spoken a crooked line
and there is nothing greater than watching Christ’s lips move

but they would not do it for me tonight

as oct 15th flies on a menacing broom to my doorstep
and grief rolls her eyes
and offers her arms to be handcuffed,
there is no one better matched for me
than the man hellbent on not consoling anyone
but himself

so i set the others aside
and share a cup of agony with him
and it is scalding and perfect and quite delicious

bukowski, you really are a filthy, dirty animal
you scraped the bottom of my heart tonight
and i am truly, truly glad

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