Churches are haunted houses to me,
and I am a ghost.
The religious part of me died
long ago.
I only watch from the walls, silent,
while those around me sing (off key).
It’s eerie, but I know I’m
in the right place:
the dead side of religion,
my alive side of light.
Let someone else become a ghost with me,
having no body in a haunted place—
light, floating, elsewhere.
Someone else, please, refuse
to close your eyes for a prayer.

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That is beautiful.

Thank you so very much!

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