dear lord,
what the fuck’s the use?
amen
dear lord,
why not someone I would choose?
amen
dear lord
ruler, roost
er biting the snake
as surely as the worm
feeds on shit
in the yard at dawn
amen
dear lord
ripples on water
chain of your endless mail
amen
bless me lord
in victory and defeat
amen
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Peterborough Poets 
The first thing I said when I learned I had cancer was “better me than one of my children.” This broke my heart. Thanks for sharing.