Psalm 91

the fowler’s foolin’ with me

noisome pestilence decibel drips

on my forehead

drip

       drip

   drip

I can’t remember where I

put the secret place

there are shadows that

pass over me

his feathers tickle my trust

his truth buckles me

a shield hard to lift

oblivious to terrors and arrows

I sleep walk and day dream

a thousand I see not

and ten thousand  aren’t

right in my hand

neither  should they be

the wicked get a reward

LORD

refuge

      HIGH

              habitation

no evil  no plague near me dwell

angels are in charge of me

held in their hands

no stubbed toes

the lion snake dragon

are stair steps

how do I set love

my love on

I am not good with names

pick up the phone

truth and trust

deliver me where

honour me why

keep showing me

in the little lengths of life