I am sorry I can't go
out with you tonight for God
heals the broken-hearted and
binds up their
wounds and I'm not
ready to get a clean bill
of health God's signature
on a prescription order in my
hand as God exits through the
curtain separating me from God's
other patients and leaves me alone
to change back into my street clothes
how about you try me again in a couple weeks
8.30.2013-10.14.2013
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