when the service ends…

 

the police report
noted the beast was concealed
surprised witnesses
claim worship was quite normal
but just outside the entry
faith’s face was strewn on the ground

 

i’ll follow your lead…

i'll follow your lead

aunt bea
said
your
crazy cousin
called me
the one
whose appearance
at church
involves
an entourage
her children
second husband
and
lesser friends
dragged there
to hear her sing
another off-tune hymn
and
as is always
the case
she was up in my face
’bout her latest
good cause
without pause
encouraging me
to support
her
charity
but
as you may recall
all she ever does
is
talk
so i said
honey
why don’t you just
write
the check
this
time

dark passages 2:4…

dp2-4

and on
the fourth day
of battle
heretics read
the names
of the dead
an incantation
changing scars
into
seeping wounds
on the tender flesh
of hope
bringing
the bitter-tasting
regurgitated poison
of centuries
of hate
into
the mouth
of tomorrow
souring
even
the sweet nectar
of youth