You pass needle and thread
and stitch my lips shut
so that I may no longer debate
the nature of god,
the broken ways of man,
the history of fact;
silence, an absolute dictator.
BLASPHEMY
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You pass needle and thread
and stitch my lips shut
so that I may no longer debate
the nature of god,
the broken ways of man,
the history of fact;
silence, an absolute dictator.