Tag: God

But I am a minimalist. I would like to compare the Mind of God / to a friend who frequents outdoor cafes and loves to watch / humanity’s comings and goings and the sweet minutia of lives.

I wish I had been a child then // long, slender / circular years / peeled years / sloshing around / in the fluids of my thinking

Whether I chose to feel my emotions fully, or experience the depth of them — that wasn’t up to me. That was up to God, or Satan, or whatever it was that controlled me.