sacraments
symbols sling the broken parts. they incense and stretch
into the air, stowed away, ghosts. they lay martyred
on the sanctuary floor, clang with loose change
in the collection plate. what happened.
we once could hold them,
taste them on our tongues, swallow
and feel something shifting, changing
on the inside.
into the air, stowed away, ghosts. they lay martyred
on the sanctuary floor, clang with loose change
in the collection plate. what happened.
we once could hold them,
taste them on our tongues, swallow
and feel something shifting, changing
on the inside.
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christmas eve. midnight mass with mom. snow.
*sigh*
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