Wednesday, March 11, 2020

Well, Here

well here.
whatever here means
it's like trying to grow crops on astroturf
or you're the astronaut useful to the agency

though you won't appear in the credits

tethered to the outside of the module
making repairs in deep space
only they dont let you back in

so there you are
whatever there means
maybe they'll get you to train your own ghost

and then you can have all the free time you want
to examine more closely how

everyone knows everyone but you
so where can conversations go
when you can't make tuna casserole

or pimento cheese from scratch.

it's all so insular you know tied up with a Moravian bow

and a Christmas letter
but your family is the heavenly host
so there's no picture.

still God sends the dove
and private rainbows out of mercy
you build your altar

and the angels descend.

mary angela douglas 11 march 2020

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