@C E L I N E GIVE ME BACK MY MONEY.

I took a break from my own life;

probably these little jagged dots that give me a little life will suffice;

these trinkets of happiness

found in small moments,

--laughs

and videos

like stacks of distraction

mounting into more sadness

and luring me into

that 

s 

  p

    i

      r

       a 

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of unhappiness.

I guess that's how we're wired.

Not a deeper longing

but an easy one

found in a

Person;

a Savior

but we perceive it wrong;

nonetheless.

We look into 

the world for trinkets-

of unhappiness

to mask

the longing for 

depth.

I guess.

This is life?

or a dangling in the dark

just so we thought we could buy

what we think 

we want and then loathe

because we don't have 

e n o u g h.

Like stacks of eggs piled; 

thrown away by the little kitties that kill.

Greater longing; greater glory but we all settle down for what is seen.

All of this is olive green. 

That tear

and shed

has holes;

has foxes;

none to place his head.

This jagged little dots will be soon gone forever-

and my knitted sweater

down and dirty;

like a mind in the dark.

It's time to work now.