Sunday, July 15, 2018


God rid me of God.
I’ll never seek to define you again.
I’ll not speak of you again
in words that are not metaphor,
that are not these poetics where similes drip from my tongue
to speak of that which cannot be spoken.
God rid me of God.
Till I find you in the silence of my breath.

--Joel McKerrow

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