Psalm of Myself

To make peace with this imperfect world—
all its bumps, blemishes, freckles & scars.

To walk a truer, more fearless path
through its battlefields
of politics, lunatics,
hackings, frackings,
racial wars & discriminations.

To reduce anger’s brain wattage,
dazzle dizzyingly through nuzzlelick wonder.

To witness bullets birth tender kisses.

To text message the divine,
have it reply with a smiley face.

To dance cheek-to-cheek with serenity,
while society’s mosh pit
gyres madness & mayhem.

To take this world
by the scruff of its neck,
shake it till its fully alive
with love.

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