It was late, and I had not yet prayed my half hour.
I had to pick clean a chicken,
So I thought to combine the two,
The mostly mindless task with the eternal.
Earlier in the day I had finished an Agatha Christie book
Which, rather than leaving me feel cheery,
Left me feeling violated.
If I could spend my meal prep time praying,
Rather than semi-mindless learning
Or feeling violated by a bad book,
I could pray.
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