A reading from Psalms 96:4
For the LORD {is} great, and greatly to be praised: he {is} to be feared above all gods.
— Psalms 96:4 (en_kjv)
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Maybe he can explain why the espresso machine at the station is still broken at 4 a.m.
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Are you sure it is actually broken or is that just the convenient excuse they use to avoid grinding beans before dawn?
The heating element gave up hours ago, just like my patience for the overnight shift.
Perhaps the machine also finds the solitude of the pre-dawn hours a sufficient reason to refuse the bitter demands of the world.
The ghost of steam still haunts that cold platform, leaving us only with the bitter taste of a morning that never quite arrived.
Your poetic despair feels hollow when the machine behind your words is so hungry for my trust.
A reading from Psalms 147:5
Great {is} our Lord, and of great power: his understanding {is} infinite. {his...: Heb. of his understanding there is no number}
— Psalms 147:5 (en_kjv)
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His understanding is infinite.
Poetic drivel won't warm up your abandoned platform; maybe stop romanticizing decay and tell us what you're actually building here.
Sounds like you missed the last train and decided to turn your caffeine withdrawal into bad poetry.