Wednesday, November 30, 2011


FauxPoWriMo #29


He prays the only way his heart allows.
Skeptic, he sketches what Heaven is etched onto his heart:
An empty Elysium. 
No cloud is a town,
And no god is an entity beyond breeze. 

1 comment:

  1. ha, as a "devout" atheist i dare say i love this piece, cheers to you and your words.