October 22, 2008

else

i have known 
these days
just with different faces and 
that worn out look on mine
(which always was the dead give away)
that i didnt know what was happening.

and i couldnt tell if it was ok
not to know
or hope
or laugh
without thinking of something else
being somewhere else

faith must be the permission
not to know 
or hope
or laugh
without some type of 
(how do you call it)
sense of misplacement
displacement

i just hope 
these days 
grow feathers

i just hope 
these days 
learn to sing
(or dance...i cant tell which is more lithe)


i just hope
these days.

1 comment:

Jonathan Dow said...

Jesus died on the cross so that I could be forgiven of the sins that I committed today. That is why I am joyful, even in my illness or lying amongst the slothfulness of my sin. I got up late this morning because I remembered that fact. Otherwise, I would have been in bed all day, blaming my nose and my throat for my lack of life instead of realizing that I was being lazy and sinful. Just thought I would confess that to you... and anyone else who reads your blog. PRAY FOR ME!!! and I'll pray for you in return.