Conviction
By HiramDiaz
The Preacher's adroit list of adjectives circle my head and landing on the softest patch of conscience, begin to peck at my brain for any crawling, limber, limb-less opposite. I sit and watch as his lips limn my name with the artistry of Rembrandt. The ring of his call loudens until... silence numbs my mind and christ approaches me in a three piece suit. his right hand fondling a wireless microphone; his left hand fondled by gold and silver and diamond studded platnium.:O) Did i change too much? Written January 13th, 2002 © on Apr 26 2002 07:07 PM PST 10 • 0
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