RAZOR: “Are you ready, man?” MAN: “Ready for what?”

(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in a very kind and loving relationship with a razor”)

You might think sometimes that death is best bet.

The quiet, ‘I’m done,” the finale to fear.

“Who would miss me? Would I appetite wet?”

As we are all one, you factor in, dear.

My troubles are temporary; they’re short.

My fix is permanent; it’s for all time.

My hurts are not forever, last resort.

My healing has more to do with the Climb.

“I am with you always unto world’s end.”

Matthew 28:Twenty – His Love Lasts.

It’s not here today, gone around the bend.

His Love is Everlasting: No contrasts.

Razors are only for shave of stubble.

Permanent fix, temporary trouble.

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