i wanna <br />touch god <br />where he lives <br />if it's silence <br />or vibration. <br /> <br />i wanna reach <br />out to see <br />if he is real. <br />like when you <br />skin a knee <br />or break a beer <br />bottle on the side <br />walk and hear it <br />smash. <br /> <br />i wanna smell god <br />like the sun when it's <br />hot and yellow. <br /> <br />i wanna see god <br />like emptiness. <br />that rainbow moment <br />when something means something: <br />when the east is pitchblack <br />and the western sky <br />is just right. <br />yeah! <br />like a rainbow. <br /> <br />i wanna touch god <br />feel him <br />like bactine in <br />a cut. <br />i wanna feel him, <br />strong as loneliness. <br /> <br />i wanna feel god <br />like when i hurt. <br />when i see something <br />like that dead crow yesterday... <br />like roadkill... <br />like when that true love one died, <br />the one that haunt's my dreams... <br />the one i really DID love. <br />the one i haven't gotten over yet.<br /><br />r james sterzinger<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-wanna-touch-god/
