A Sip of Self-Knowledge
I know something more about myself today. This kind of knowledge, a self-knowledge, sometimes comes along in tics and tocs, and then as suddenly as a silver bullet piercing my forehead. The Portland Poetess tells her lover, You are ruining my loneliness. And I think a-ha! Yes, I am. This is my calling, to ruin my loneliness for myself with God. I am so thirsty, damnit won’t someone give me a drink? -just a sip! I prefer a drink that heals, poured by a hand which can feel my need to be loved.
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