5 blind oraclesA Poem by Tim Lion5
blind oracles Who said love sets the world aflame? In a
little country town, where roosters are still used as alarm clocks, I put a
roadside cactus into a drywall bucket. Last week, I slept right through my 35th
birthday. A silver Hearse lies dead on a
patch of brown grass I used to call holy ground. As amoeba-shaped clouds roll
by like closing credits, I wonder if God is still watching. © 2012 Tim LionFeatured Review
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