Every night when I kneel to pray,
I ask the Lord to keep me this way.
Through tired eyes and thoughts sometimes hazy
I ask to remain just a little bit crazy.
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It reminds me of a character's pray in Evelyn Waugh's 'Brideshead revisited': 'God, please make me good, but just not yet'. Lol. Nice write. Julia
an insane mind is clear only when it successfully shuts out the surrounding chaos. but it's the gradually developing implosion that we're worried about. great poem, christine.