Speakers, Speak To Me Like The Sun.

why should we trust you?

in cloudy days i

stare out the window and

when forced out the doggy door

i recoil and squint

in desperation

i hold on to warmth for dear life.

i know, i can prove now

that the sun is

MY god.

and without your light i may diminish.

November, 2016 Long Beach, CA.

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