i have knelt here before
while the innocence
of nectared breasts
cried hallelujah
i have seamed
the faint lines
on hands attached
and wondered where,
in fear, their homage
did mirror,
i have wanted, waned
and straightforward
head against the mooring
cried until god had left
and i was stilled
silent in the fancy
of early ache
i kneel again
undone by laterality
side to common side
substituting redemption
for the finality of judgment
the scary apocalypse
here jesus does not wait
nor beloved john
for but hades is replete
with this hoary tide
until hand to common hand
in reciprocal mimicry
we reveal the sign
of a night cry
untamed by its
savage predilection
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