Raptured

by Zachary A. Horn

Let them say,
If they speak of me.

That I was drunk on god,
And good for nothing else.

Drunk,
And thirsty to be.

May,
They say.

If,
They speak of me.

That I drank deeply,
And could not stop.

That I raptured.

And filled,
A god wide void.

Let them whisper.

That I became drunk,
On god.

And was good,
For nothing else.

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