because i am a cynic today.

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today
you give yourself
away

to roads
seen only
through windows
wet
with rain; a sign
says

we are fifteen minutes
out of town,

but we say
we are
two years
out of luck

you surrender
to a map

(but it can never be
of life)

and so
we are still
lost

and no,
we will not find god here.





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