• Check Your Posture

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    I see a few
    passionate words
    appear
    over my hand
    sometimes
    but still I am alone

    The wind taps on the windows
    but there are no knocks
    upon the door
    No glow or buzz
    leaping from the phone
    No pop up box to chat
    or ding to say it-
    “You’ve got mail”

    Which explains the stream
    of Amazon boxes
    and Chinese food cartons
    and the perpetual flicker
    of the screen
    and the monastic silence
    and sleeping cats
    and wanderings back
    deep within
    into faded friendships
    and murky memories

    The loud lonesome time
    is anxious waiting
    for a sign
    or a sound
    or a word
    or an emoji
    perhaps an idea
    or a friend

    At least
    there are twelve
    spam emails
    and those
    sport scores
    to keep me
    connected
    with the fulness
    of life

    “The gray
    thick cloud
    stretches from
    Anaheim
    to Atlanta”
    the weatherman says
    That Cheshire grin
    Clock ticking
    on the wall
    up behind
    electric him

    If you
    are going to
    sit home
    long like that
    be sure to
    check your posture

    About

    A web programmer by day, I somehow still spend a lot of time thinking about relationships, God, and the significance of grace and love in daily events. I am old school in the sense that I believe in the reality of sin, and in the need of each human heart for deliverance to the Divine. I am one of those who believes that Jesus Christ is the Son of God, and that you can find most answers to life's pressing issues in Him and His Word, the Bible. I ain't perfect, and a lot of the time I ain't good, but by God's grace and kindness, I am forgiven and free.

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