Love and Redemption

The theme tonight is Love and Redemption

But all I wanted to write was: Love and Regret

Love and Loss, Love and Death!

I feel the tug of it often, 

thisssss poison,

thissss medicine.

Regret is too gaga for these lips

But the flavor sticks

Like how you might taste

rum and cola in a solid coke

Regrets made me wander . . 

The knife, or the rope?

Knife or the rope

Rope or slits on these wrists

Slits or some lashes 

Lashes tearing skin

Skin pierced hands 

Hands on a cross

Cross on a hill

No no no 

Ah Mercy kept saying No

But at times I’ve wished 

That it would just let me go

Just let me sink

Into an abyss

Let me finally have 

Life’s last kiss

But every door to the abyss

Every dream that came amiss

Has found me nearer to Him still

Every hope prolonged,

Every heart ache that’s come and gone

Has me in His palms still 

Where can I go from Your Spirit?
    Where can I flee from Your presence?
 If I go up to the heavens, You are there;
    if I make my bed in the depths, You are there.
 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
    if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there Your hand will guide me,    Your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me    and the light become night around me,”
even the darkness will not be dark to You;    the night will shine like the day,
    for darkness is as light to You.

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