In front of you I am before god
Embarrassed
So I kiss god and hide from her face
In the hills
Gathering gumption, composure
to approach
But she shines and stings
Like gin going down
The pain with pleasure implied
A game then, with god
Seek!
Wait!—
No, hide!
And if she is within?
Even in the hills
An inch of dirt dug down
:However deep I burrow
She is there
She is the dirt too
In my nails and marrow
Where I bury my ghosts
She sees!
I am before her
At noon, if I am blinded
I hide in my immediate shadow
In the light beneath my feet
But I have said:
She is too a sun
lightful hope
And rain, no matter
Embarrassed before god
Man (that is me)
Unhidden, unhide-able,
a’shatter
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