Are you still in love with god?
Does he make you hurt in all the right places?
Heathens carry grudges,
not crosses. The weight
is not as great.
And your man -- is he spiritual?
Can he do what I could not?
Don't let him disappear
your name. I've always liked
the lowercase z.
Does he leave you messages in your native tongue?
Send you on scavengers' hunts to pass the time?
We needn't be liars
like we were before. I have no
room for your savior.
Do you believe he has space on his shelf?
Did you ever kneel at night, praying for me?
All I ever did for you
was stay up late with falling snow,
watching you sleep.
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