Boba Straw Soul

He flicked me and said,

"Juice my scripture.

Eat the pulp of my Word.

I've deposited my elixir.

Rammed a boba straw

like a stake into your soul.

So you could slurp and vacuum my Words entirely whole.

I've commanded its nutrients to dissolve in you like seltzer."

"Then, I don't mind if I put out a huge beltch sir!

My soul surely needs a biblical boba tickle.

I need more than a palmful of Psalms,

exotic herbs from Proverbs,

a taste of Jesus from John,

sacks of flax from Acts,

a booth of fruit from Ruth,

and a stove full of scones from Job!

I'm thankful I don't need Jamba Abba!

You've approached me directly.

Your juiced Word is enough

to internally protect me!"

Written and Illustrated by:

Almavida 2025

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