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Faith crisis poetry

The Breakup

  1. In my blood and in my veins,
  2. In my heart and in my brain,
  3. In my skin and in my hair,
  4. In my eyes and in my air.
  5. Bathed in blood and burned by dove,
  6. Washed in oil and sealed above.
  7. All my life, and who I am,
  8. Where I’ve been, and all my plan.
  9. Does that even matter now?
  10. All the sweat from off my brow?
  11. All the blood from knuckles raw?
  12. All the tears from moments saw?
  13. All the tired muscles sore?
  14. All the times I dressed for war?
  15. Just like that you break it off?
  16. Turn around and leave with scoff?
  17. Throw away the times we had:
  18. Rad and sad and glad and bad?
  19. Kick me out and change the locks?
  20. Trash the gifts with tithes I bought?
  21. All the times I’ve said it’s true.
  22. It’s not me, so must be you.

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By Kim Siever

I live in Lethbridge with my spouse and 5 of our 6 children. I’m a writer, focusing on social issues and the occasional poem. My politics are radically left. I recently finished writing a book debunking several capitalism myths. My newest book writing project is on the labour history of Lethbridge.

I’m also dichotomally Mormon. And I’m a functional vegetarian: I have a blog post about that somewhere around here. My pronouns are he/him.

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