Halleluiah came to in a confession booth.
Infested with infections.
Smiling on an abcessed tooth.
Running hard on residue. Crashing through the vestibule.
The crucifixion cruise. She climbed the cross and found she liked the view. sat reflecting on the resurrection.
Talking loud over lousy connections.
She put her mouth around a difficult question.
She said "Lord what do you recommend to a real sweet girl who's made some not sweet friends? Lord what would you prescribe to a real soft girl who's having real hard times?"