Goodbye Jesus
We argued again today around the kitchen table.
She said that god helped me find my glasses.
I said that my memory helped me find my glasses.
She showed me her book by E.G. White.
I showed her the elementry book on our founding fathers.
She told me that no proof was enough though my evidence was thoroughly convincing.
I told her that ignoring evidence was cult like behavior.
She said that God has a plan for me, and that I am such a fool, such a fool, such a fool
I told her that I was falling in love with a girl in my dreams. It was the wittiest pickup line I had, and she laughed. Pity, she knew I would take it.
She was nameless. A stretch of nouns and vowels that I can't bring out of me now. 7&1/2 heads tall rough. Slender. Grease on her face. Her cropped hair hung white blond curls on her forehead. She owned eyes that would dance and chill the war in any man. But she chose me.
It was providence I feel that led us together more than necessity
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