Slick Thinking

Her slick thinking reminds her of when she’d
been drinking, attempting to relinquish her reins on
her daily dose of inane; wanting her prescriptions
which seemed insane since she had no intention of
being blamed for becoming that boring to the mundane.
She refused to be medicated and sedated then ran out
of ice so she said goodnight to the fiend who refused
to lean on the LORD – it’s alright, she’s now on board.
Crazy doesn’t live ‘chere no more.

by Jerriè McGill

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About St. Rev. Jerriè McGill

I'm a devout Christian Saint, Prophet, and Minister lady who loves the LORD. I'm also a writer, singer, composer, and visionary. I aspire to be like my Holy Father, an angel. I'm a Holy Roller Stomper, quite serious, yet joyful of my True Father's Heavenly work. I'm a graduate of Georgia Southern University and have a Bachelor of Science degree in Justice Studies. I reside in Atlanta, GA.
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