gloriously unplugged
just our little family
and the sea
i took my son down to see
the lord poseidon
in his cold and glorious
foyer
the last time we visited
(on my birthday)
i anointed my blood
with a bit of the lord's
(a pagan-catholic baptism
as it were)
today my blood
holds my hands
walks unsteadily
across the shifting sands
to greet our patron
properly
laugh and shriek
as the foam swirls about his ankles
ancient and newly-born
playing together
beneath an opalescent sun
 |
| grains |
No comments:
Post a Comment