Poetry

I Forgot That Love Existed

You speak as if you know
Say you believe in God
Call yourself by names
That followed Abraham
But I can’t believe you
I who believe in nothing
Call myself by nothing
Roll the words like dice
And sometimes feel lucky
I know no words can call
The greater by its name
Because there is no spell
That opens such a door
No expression of magic
That does not snuff out
Close and lose the way
Leaving naught but smoke
In darkness where there
Was fire a sense the one
That the ghost of our all
Tomorrows and the long
Line to the dawn of time

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