Pent up, fastidious.
Why so guarded?
There are long lanes
and country valleys.
They would have you
if you let them.
Searing sincerity
“He’s a really old guy.
Do you know him
of your time,
Dad?”
Gene’s jouncing
Phineas’ fall
Crumpled cellophane
What to think
of the stories you hear,
of knowns
now unknown,
lies and truth
alike in the pack.
What can you do?
You pick one.
You light it.
You suck it in
and blow it out.
Oh please
Not another post.
The problem with the prophets
They’ve got their own issues.
Let ‘er fly
As though you took that lock
and busted it with a hammer,
and the lock went spinning
and the door blew wide
Apostles pop up
like the suspects in Clue:
Paul with the wrench
in the library
now descending
to where
Peter grills cheese.
You want one?
Really,
there’s enough.
If the Spirit has a direction
It’s diagonal
and quivering
and blue
Where I work
It’s a cloister. But I get around.
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