nights we sat and talked about god
candid expressions that poured transparency
understanding that blurred acceptance
i almost believed, and have yet to decipher why
broken tomorrow for an autumn nights lecture
i wept along with you
these preachers and teachers only push me
but you had a way with words, a way with me
that ive never felt before
maybe you were god incarnate
maybe you were the messenger i wanted
i dont know
i just waste another day and ignore the signs
and as ed would say,
'believe the lies to get by'


Recalling a drive I took with a friend in 2000..