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Religion as a Reflex

She crawled out of a Pepsi can, clown glazed eyes


Said ‘You make it look easy, you make it look comfortable’
But lover you shouldn’t have judged this book by its cover
Because, some are weathered, needless or required
And the difference is essential
From where it begins
To how it all ends up…

When I am afraid – Religion as a Reflex

All the pages smell of age with just a hint of ink


Reminds me of childhood river rafting trip
Separated and lost, I squall in fear
From my only sour regard of protection
To the water’s edge where I end these river banks
Asking for direction, spinning in my head
Where do I end and this world begin?
Frightened of the unavoidable
Terribly frightened of the unavoidable…

When I am lost – Religion as a Reflex

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When I am found – Life as a Reflex

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