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In The Garden

An extension of the well-kept green
a rake is asleep upon the sand
trapping ideas,
rotating thought,
transporting me
in, to before
the world was yet
defined

and I feel,
and I have these images-
swirling round my head
as if I’m amongst them all
kneeling in prayer,
for a future I know will never be
that evening in the garden,
the garden of Gethsemane
I pray nonetheless for him
and for each of us
as I know the modernity
and
I don’t have the heart
to tell him his sacrifice
was, as it seems to me,
for many,
wasted upon a
worthless lot of humanity

should’ve waited until after the fall-out
I’m sure the majority would
be receptive to your loving then

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About hobgoblin2011

I'm a poet and aspiring screenwriter/songwriter with a passion for film, art, photography, philosophy and heavy metal. I love reading, mainly non-fiction, comic books, graphic novels, myth and reference. Family always comes first for me. I'm a proud father to two wonderful pups and two curious cats. I'm also a glutton for punishment aka the life of being a diehard Buffalo Bills and Sabres fan.

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