Lookin for a ray of hope

Poem :  Almighty Refuge

A warmth a light without a fuse.


Sometimes its funny, sad, unfaithful, faithful, convincing, unreal, and serious.
That thought, that plan,
 that diagnosis, that man. 

A warmth a light without a fuse.

I sit in the stall and there's twelve other stalls next to me empty.
it never fails a women comes in and picks the one next to mine
everytime.  A very real moment of suspense.   Will she fart, loudly?
Will I get up and carry on or freeze up in a stupor.
My brain fod has gone too far.

One time I sat in an studio apartment looking for hope.
The tear in the pleather and the yellow sponge in the tear of the pleather
couch God kept me in a stupor.  Stupified.
My brain fog has gone too far.

Echoes of bellowing pains.
where did the joy wane?
God, here's a glimpse, of my fractured hope.
You are a still stronghold Almighty Refuge.

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