Psalm 23 (paraphrased)
on November 3, 2019 at 9:11 pm
(music: Janis Joplin and Kraftwerk)
God guides me. I'll be okay. He says go back to bed. He guides me to Albertsons. I sort of feel safe there. He keeps reminding me to be good Or I'll end up in jail. When I walk on Center Street Through the boarded up thrift shops It reminds me of death. But I won't be afraid. I'll be okay. His rod and staff make me feel small Yet acknowledged. He still to this day Grants me food stamps: Right in front of my former peers Who drive their Mercedes Benzes by me. He drenches me in oil; Taft overflows in it. Surely, I'll be fine. I'll be okay until I die. And when I get to heaven, I'll be okay there, too. Taft Nov. 3 2019
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