Wednesday, April 23, 2014

he tells heaven
sorry, heaven, i have been verbose
to you.

he closes his eyes and listens attentively like a child asking forgiveness
to mama,

or perhaps like a puppy spying upon a cat or like a kitten wondering what is cheese all about,

and he recovers his thoughts in prayer and when done he steps outside the
enclosure, walks farther, passes the crowd of gossips, and about to meet
a group of kids playing hide and seek....

"but is verbosity a sin?", this he asks to the wind which he thinks is
a goddess.

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