I love how goyim hugso perfectly freaking friendlylike the only reason they’re not marriedis, why waste all that time at a party?
They eat food from anywhereand eat the same amount of food all week.They jump out of bed and straight
in the car, no handwashing, no pot underthe bed. Some pray, some don’t, like usonly the ones that do don’t stand in front of walls
whispering like lonely men on the subway.Sometimes I think about talking to myselflike that, a nonstop monologue
but then it’d turn into praying,Can you believe it, G-d, we bombedone more city, sorry we messed up
Your earth, sorry you gave me the bestsunrise ever and I slept straight through it.I hope You know the treasure you’ve got in us.
I hope You don’t give up on us quite yet.