My Religion

My religion

 

I recite words from books that have touched me and smelled my skin

I sing to hymns and melodies of rock bands and troubadours

I pray to questions unanswered, asked a thousand times throughout our times

I worship walls and ceilings made dance with colours, shapes and lines

 

I keep my ears opened, my eyes closed, and dive deep

I bathe in voices coarse as a halyard around my neck

Or flowing as the sail wind in my hair

In my eyes

I live their feelings in moments so brief, yet last

I down whatever burns and reach for the wonders of the world over me, beneath my feet, and beyond

 

As the one who consumes lives echoed by hands

Eyes

Lips

And minds

I kneel to the line keeping me from crossing over to the other side of sanity

And life

The best kind of flirting there is for someone like me

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