Three Poems, Loosely About: Spiritual Doubt
- Bela Böcek
- Aug 11
- 1 min read
Does god
Know where
God came from?
Can god
Please mow
My front lawn?
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As the soul seeks rest
I seek the nearest
Restroom.
I search for one, lest
I arrive upon
My doom.
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Sky god
You sly god
Where’d you find the dough to bake that pie god?
I’m glad
You’re sad
Hope that’s enough to make you feel bad god.


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