I don't want to miss

Friends inquire,
as friends do,
softly,
why I refuse offers to drink—
for what cause
I choose to fast, deny
myself
what's meant for bliss,
and then too
risk
offense.

I reply,
kindly,
I don't want to miss
a single thought—
the smallest cue
God's giving me.

SCOTT LAURIN SCHNEBERGER

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