God-Fearing

Not an absence but
a wriggling slime-slick beast,
wrestled, but never pinned, at a county fair –
Not an absence but
a longing for somewhere,
The idea of a place crumbling
when you find yourself there –
Not an absence but
the finding of abundance
of comfort, surety, and care –
Not an absence but
counting the take
and wanting much more than our share.

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