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Cauterize
By Billy | April 30, 2010
The words wont change, the paper won’t let it. My reality is too hard between the two of us.
There they sit. Praise God. GOD. Perfect. Dance. Hope.
They refuse to burn.
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I wouldn’t have known what to say.
So I’m glad I wasn’t there.
I can sing this out now.
I don’t think you’d care.
Framing, burning, eating. All at the same time. and all I can think is that I’m foolish.
A real friend. Told me timing was my enemy.
Timing is everything.
Timing is key.
Hashem is Timing.
No such thing as bad.
Just incomplete.
Such a thing as sad.(!)
Shabbat. Shavot! Shalom.
I don’t quite care enough to be the bigger one here.
This tired flesh is glad that I am stronger now. and I don’t quite feel like thanking you for that just yet.
The moments are shorter in these lapses. The reasons. Seem reasonable.
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