Saturday, January 6, 2007

number 13

food & thought
At a gas station in the early morning I bought a large coffee and a cheap breakfast biscuit and I drove through a day warm enough to be late Spring wearing a getup strikingly like my father's daily work uniform on my way to build long-promised bookshelves thinking as I shifted and steered my way down the mountain that we are the product, the people of our makers, God and parents, and we cannont escape this, only wake up to it, embrace this and drive onward.


Gospel Truth
We deny with our fool mouths
yet our Maker breathes under
our skin, rises, claims his own.

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