Open Poetry #29 |
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strings0305 New Member
since 2003-10-01
Posts 6 |
choosing a palette pull out his eyes, and/or apologize to the little boy in the corner, crying,cursing, at the way you slipped: cross first. Background psalms, breathed into the corner arching backs dropping jaws. sacr i lege Slipping off tongues onto the floor. rage or fear? Are you good at riddles? Then bury me in the old churchyard. With two to sing, two to pray, and two to carry my soul away, from tongues slipping off palm crucifixes, like rulers crackslipping off knuckles. Alright, this is fairly controversial. Let me first off say, I'm not insulting the Catholic religion in any way, shape, or form. This is a memory of about 12 years ago, shaped by my current thoughts and the words of James Joyce. Once again, let me know what you think. All feedback is welcome. Note the title. I'm thinking about turning this into a series, depending on what people think :p |
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Miah Senior Member
since 2002-08-26
Posts 1062Pennsylvania |
"Then bury me in the old churchyard. With two to sing, two to pray, and two to carry my soul away, from tongues slipping off palm crucifixes, like rulers crackslipping off knuckles." Very good write! Catholics can be a bit ummm ya know..hehe and I am one of them...lol Always drink upstream from the herd. |
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