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It may be a threat
it may be bait
it's a silver-plated Hummer
with a Sinaloan license plate

***

I want my fishing boats and
horse back!

My computer walking
upright,
no more time for
doubting,

Casino trees are
sprouting
on my native neon
island,
I have a killer sense of
style, and
yet, my water truck is
burning!

Is it faith, or is it
luck?

Whatever it's, it's
learning to

Believe,
and also wait; but even

If it only costs a
buck,

Would a loving God serve
tacos

On a Sinaloan license plate?

***

Why not? He
spake,

You drink my bread;
my blood you

Break!

The lake of fur
is purring at your

Feet, is it
not?

You never got caught; your
soul was almost
stolen,

But!

The angels at the pawn shop
stopped the burning

Broker
from playing

Poker
with your

Fate,
but even with the angels at your

Side,
it isn't wise to take a

Ride
in a silver-plated

Hummer
with a Sinaloan license plate

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