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Like candy

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What I first saw of the finger, what it

did do, was push a bike like the bead

of an abacus from high on the right

to the opposite corner. The rider knew

nothing of this, but I could see it clearly.

What the finger didn’t do, later in the day,

which I also saw, was swipe leisurely

through the pollen across the top of my car.

The pollen was green and would’ve tasted like candy.

I pity my compadre

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Don’t strike the snake

I thought as I struck

at the root of my sin.

Fear not but pity

weighed my spade as I cut

earth with my thought.

For the serpent, too, a creature is –

rise thus he must –

and the first to fall waits longest of all.

Yes, by God he’ll rise. I say it is just.

For what better blow

to the little man’s pride

than to give what he hates

and wants all along?

Dear St. Joseph

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When I think of you,

I think of your troubled sleep

and many hard choices.

I see you at night

in the desert,

getting Mary to safety.

And later, again, the three of you in flight,

pyramids looming in the distance.

In all the Gospels you never once opened your mouth.

You didn’t have to. Your actions said it all.

For you were, as all could see,

faithful in all things.

You know I’m not, but would like to be,

so I ask, meekly, that you pray for me

that I might be

in more than just my mind.