I Asked God
At thirteen I asked God if he could make me human
He complied by ripping the thin layer of innocence
That encompassed my heart and tossed it into
The fires of awareness that have been burning
Ever since the droplets of apple juice were
Sliding down the chins of Adam and Eve
God then took a pencil and drew a door
On the surface of my heart which caused
It to bleed a little He then told me
To make sure to open that door
When my first love came knocking
Because as soon as she enters my
Heart a vast and beautiful kingdom will
Be created in its chambers letting me
Know that I am human
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