Spur of the moment poem-
Pray
to you
i think
light falls
and prays
for dusk
and back
rubs
for a sign
of hope
of salvation
in me
hope
hope
hope
love lives
inside religion
that a prayer
can save me
from falling down
to my own mistakes
that being
catholic
was another mistake
that curanderas
don't really exist
and herberias
sell rosemary
y hojas de limon
pray
that i can order
meat like a man
drink beer
like a man
and pray
i love
like i did
believed
i could
save or
be saved.
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