I scream Sunday.
If I don’t know what to say, I do know how to pray. But I don’t know how to pray if I don’t know what He has to say.
Unoffensive offense.
If inactive, it becomes passive aggressive.
The nerve for the learning curve.
Heart bypass.
Climbing the ring, not the ladder.
Presumptions that build pretexts out of context.
Quicker than a fast bawl.
Vices president.
The heart distant, not hardened.
Out-hissed by the art of discipline missed. Let the spirit of pythons be bygones.
Stairing upwards without swaying.
Muster the mustard, a breath of desire.