your answer, please


like mud, i lay in my bed.
wondering;
lord omniscient god your very holiness
or whatever,
whyeverisit you made
falling
in
love
so very easy as gazing into her eyes
because you, knowing everything,
ought to know better
since she's
sooooooooooh beautiful
and, well, dammit
you know i've gone-and-done-it-again
which is why i ask you
; being more perfect even than the pope;
how in the h- eaven am i
going to escape
this time?

© Mark E. Dougherty