Light and Truth
cut & stretch whatever to fit my bed and lie
in it, flies on me & elite degrees testify to my
No leg to stand on yet watch me lambaste the
Faith. S’blood. Orphans and widows and their
nose. The lame shall enter first & I might not
postpone joy from time to time.
My belief system is Kansas. Faith = the whole
earth cataloged. Flatland & Sphere. Line &
Constellation. Terrestrial & Extraterrestrial.
Conscious. Unconscious. Thinking & Feeling.
They don’t Just Get Along. Belief is boss of me
of Little Faith