You are familiar with all my ways
and the Bible is the Word
and the Word is God
and God is Truth
and so that must be
Truth
that you are familiar with all my ways
and nit-pickings, and tastes, and days
so i can suppose that You;
know my favourite colours
the shirts i will pick out even before i do
know my favourite foods
and that carrots are not what i like
know my fingernails to the very core
deeper than what i bite
(the protein that is keratin
that is amino acids
that is carbon, and hydrogen, and nitrogen, and oxygen
and the touch of Majesty)
i suppose that You already know
the patterns that appear on my tongue
even before the papillae reform and move again
and that i am slightly colour-challenged
between the colours green and blue
You knew me before i was
and it pleased You to form me
and so i must believe that You are not surprised
by my failings and scrapings and crumpled emotions
because You knew what You were getting into
because You said i was worth it anyway
and You know all my ways
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