Blessing
You say an incantation over me and read to me from your holy book and tell me i'm saved as if it were that simple You offer me a ticket to your celestial kingdom with the promise that on a distant day i will climb to grace Here, under a dull sky laden with a coming shower, a lazy wind blows dead leaves, street debris and yesterday's papers across the dusty bench where you've perched next to me; the breeze carries the distant clang of a church bell; i barely notice There are things i hunger for; they are not in this park or in your benevolent eyes; you barely notice You offer absolution for a price i'm not sure i have; you offer a place in your remote kingdom; yet I'm not sure I can find my way there Meanwhile, under your tender gaze i am weak from hunger- you barely notice; the sweet honey of a blessing continues to pour from your parched lips but your words fade from my consciousness as with book in hand you watch me sink into extinctionOriginally posted Jan. 17 2002... Written March 19th, 2002 © on Mar 19 2002 11:03 AM PST 18 • 0 • 13
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"You say an incantation over me..."