When
You sat beside me
I couldn’t find the gears
on this car I drive every day.
Your half drunk bottle of water
has become the holy relic in a
smile bestowing, mobile shrine
to your presence next
to me.
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Shawn L. Bird 
Nerves says a great deal in only a few words without losing the message. Good job.
Thanks, Scott.
Still not sure it’s the best title, considering the turn it took in the writing, but it’ll do for now. 🙂
Good title, actually
Nerves start it, but don’t end it, and I like the title to reflect the theme, which is generally revealed at the end. But, I don’t always know the theme when I start writing, and WordPress makes us enter the title first. Sometimes I edit it later, but forgot to this time. 🙂 I’ll keep imagining ways relics require nerves.
Now I’m wondering who you’re talking about. I’m imagining Diana Gabaldon. 😉
(cough)
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I’m not telling.
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(blush)
I really like this. The religious references are quite clever.
Thanks, Kim.
They’re also completely accurate! lol
If whoever was the subject saw this, there would be a Cheshire Cat smile a mile wide.
xxx Massive Hugs xxx
lol Or perhaps a restraining order. 😉
now THAT’S funny! 🙂
😉
Takes me back to many a hallowed relic now trashed. Such power they had!
I’m afraid my world is a veritable reliquary! 🙂
I’m not good at ‘trashing’ lol
Nor do I. karma is karma….until it falls apart–literally.
I love this!
Thank you.