The river in my lymbic system #poem

Veins form crosses on my forehead
Count them on me after church
Tummy rumbles for lessons so morbid
Sinners can’t help to search

So I sit down for sermons and bow with praise
because I’ve learned of hearts bruised
since I’ve met slumber in delay
for I’ve known bodies used

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