Patti Masterman - No Old Gods

Some people, you are always on your knees to,
inside your being-
But they never see it, because you are so forgetful,
left-brained, autistic, dysmorphic;
You say the worst things at the absolutely wrong time

Or nothing at all, when they're waiting so long,
to hear something; anything at all-
And then they go away, wounded..

Just as you are lighting a new candle
Before their shrine:
There are no old gods to the forever young at heart.

Patti Masterman

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