Saturday, July 02, 2011

Some exmo poetry

It's here, at last! A little exmo poetry.

Mormonism, is like a distant thunder,
awaiting the destructive power,
the wind,
the rain,
the family washed away. Gone.
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1 comment:

  1. AlexisAR1:28 AM

    It's deep. Matt. I'm stil pondering. I'm also still waiting for Dad's half of the family, minus Dad and Uncle Steve and his nuclear unit, to be washed away.

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