A BOOK

READING A BOOK
THAT’S MAKING ME THINK ALOT
ABOUT HEAVEN.

I USUALLY DON’T THINK MUCH
ABOUT HEAVEN
BUT OLD AGE MAY BE DRIVING ME
TO THINK ABOUT IT MORE OFTEN.

I AM BRINGING TO THAT BOOK
MY DOUBTS AND MY BELIEFS.

THEY HAVEN’T CHANGED MUCH
BUT THEY HAVE BEEN STIRRED UP.

ENOUGH SO THAT I PLAY WITH THEM
BEFORE I GO TO SLEEP AT NIGHT.

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