Do you brush cloud designs across the sky,
sweeping in broad strokes or
finger painting when you’re in the mood,
pretending just as we do that
here is a duckĀ and there is a t-rex?
Does the artistic beauty distract you
from our ugly violence?
How do you manage it —
really?
Does the joy of loving us
outweigh the pain?
Do you watch soccer for a distraction?
I would think it’s your kind of
sporting event because it’s
so global — a team effort
across languages
for ninety minutes.
Does eternal holiness get lonely?
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