The lord is embarrassed. He realizes
only now that he will have to inhabit
the world he has made. He will be made
to endure the praises of the thinking creatures
and the indifference of the beautiful ones.
Itís going to be hell. Itís going to be
day after day after day of regret and chagrin.
And he wishes he had not made the son
a sacrificial lamb. He wishes he had not
made the daughterís hair auburn.
He wishes he had not left so many questions.
He almost wants to apologize for the mosquito.
Itís only morning, but it already feels
like a long day. Heís already thinking about the rain.
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