Feeling Parched

Feeling parched
in a rain jacket
my soul breathes
the dark of night
in and pulses
again unsure
of which way
the sun slows.nine

Supposing
I could rush forward
and meet god
requires faith
I have not
again unsure
of which way
my soul goes.

Feeling parched
in a rain jacket
sitting in
the darkest night
I drink my soul’s
elixir
to learn which
way fate goes.

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