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God, are you listening?

     "chicago poets do not understand my poetry"
     --d.a. Levy 

There is no accounting.
The numberless phone calls,
the messages sent and no response.
God, are you listening? 

My soul pounds the pavement
of seedy nights plunging into
the grit of all night cafes.
God, are you listening? 

I curse as I cringe
at your perpetual winking
like I'm one of your freaky jokes.
Are you listening? 

Drinking in my own confusion
the truth of myself slurs with
conjugations as these words
collide with this drunken world. 

I'm scraped everywhere at once.
I'm uncalmed and ablaze. Lost.
God, are you listening? 

I want to put You out of my misery,
God, are you listening?

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