than that something divine shine through us
as it generally does in bits and pieces
to the degree that we allow
ourselves to be useful to someone
the separation of all things
was only meant to assist our freedom
and though the gods refuse to patronize
they feel hurt when we turn away
cold mornings can act like a bad
conscience long walks absolve
though my own angel mourns the one-
sidedness of our conversations
I hardly let him get a word in
edgewise and yet he never
(thankfully) shuts up
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