spiritual growth – i used to be preoccupied with it
maybe i still am, fixated on flaws
all the ways i fall short of a standard
even saint francis couldn’t meet
on the streets, i’m incited by insights
from preachers who peddle notions
of salvation & give me holy books
i peruse by glow of lava lamps
in the comfort of compounds
where i keep my secrets
& share my miseries
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