Stalks of Faith

June 08, 2006

A helpless yellow disciple of anger,
     precariously fluttering against the concrete earth.

Preachers and brethren,
     hung by the umbilical stalk of faith,
     shake and chortle.

The wavering spine of desire,
     snapped and severed
     by the coarse sparks of flesh.

Red tenderness is found
     by flames of will.

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