Have you ever considered
how God
is an overused cliche?


And what does this say
about us?


You ask too many questions,


. . . answered God.



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Then they'll all come down
from the rooftops, or so this story goes,
smiling senselessly into the night . . .
(dried blood under harsh light)
and we'll all look the other way . . .









Ascend the wooden stairs
to your attic-heaven, where you
can watch time unfold
from a safer distance . . .




. . .