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Faith, supplant.

it seems i have
misplaced my
Faith.

i’ve checked all the
usual places
where

i’ve been inclined
to leave it in the
past.

in songs, in drinks
in magical plumes of
smoke

but it was not
there, it was
nowhere

to be found. rather
a pleasantly
dark

hole remained in me
with limitless
opportunities

to fill with many
other lovely
things.

indulge.
pander.

and fill my world with the mellow
tones of a hallow-bodied guitar
baked and blistered through
orange glowing tubes.

when no Faith remains
music is a salve, eternal.

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5 thoughts on “Faith, supplant.

  1. and fill my world with the mellow
    tones of a hallow-bodied guitar

    oh god how i love the sound of a guitar! mm mm mm! love this! and my faith has been drowned in Jack a few times. hmm… i may write about that. thanks for the inspiration 🙂

  2. There is faith in any music – to strike a note you first have to believe it will sound.

    So – to ‘supplant’ faith is to begin to believe in the things around you that are instinctual – tangible and comforting.

    Food, music – the sound of the winds whisper as you are falling to sleep – love – the face of a child smiling at something they are seeing for the very first time…

    M.L.

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