pecunian blues

letters, thoughts

better's worse
today: come,
tomorrow hurts

with hearts and clicks
and beats and bits
emoti(ve )cons --
he motions, longs

for miss next race
and brace embrace
lone starry sky
lone faith slow by

lone face, good bye.

existential blues

Father,

You know my thoughts,
hopes, and
fears.

anything i do say,
which could be used against me,
You already know.

there is so much i don't need to know,
there is so much,
i need to let go.

there is one thing,
i do need to know,
for it concerns Me:

if You exist.