Not every wino is a Holy Man.
Oh, but some of them are.
I love those who've learned
to sit comfortably
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I think of them as oblates. Christ's blood is in their veins or they thirst for it. They have looked into the eyes of God, unprotected by smoked glass. holy men and you the Poet. a fine Poem. tony
I think of them as oblates. Christ's blood is in their veins or they thirst for it. They have looked into the eyes of God, unprotected by smoked glass. Those who give their life to God are blessed. tony