Friday, December 03, 2021

revival

For I've saved stones 
in so many pockets
converted prayers 
to slips of paper

leaning over the edge 
I pray for everyone
will even pray for 
every thing

though I gag on words
I deliver them like
pardons, where
they parade
 
tumbling my meaning
--these funambulists
conjuring fantasy
and salvation

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