Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Like children at hide-and-seek
God comes searching.
It is not a question if you will be found,
But when.
And so, with calculation
with study, guesses and double bluffs
having observed carefully the pitfalls of others
of those quickly discovered in obvious
ordinary places of rest,
I have constructed for myself a plan.
I have constructed for myself a hiding place.
Where even God is not present.
And in this place, I will be found last.
And then I'll be it.

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