Who Was It?

In the end,
i believe it was god.
But before,
i knew it was you—
the same tricks and traps
scrawling prose
imagery out the wazoo.
Upon second thought,
that was my mind
wandering aimlessly
instead of reading mindfully
so that
In the beginning,
there was never
a need
to know.

 

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