i asked nicely,
again,
and God gave me what i thought would help me put the poison down.
and with peace, patience and less distress than ever before...
i picked back up the passion
to pout my lips in my own presence
but wear my most modest makeupless face
for visits from the pitcher
who comes to beast plates
and finds my humming absolutely melodic.
© LL
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