protect us from eternal gossips Lord
who seem to appear in every scene of the play
and speak in code amongst each other
in front of our faces in the train stations
in the grocery aisle where we just smile
and wish good day to those who watch us
on our way ready for another foray
into the ridiculed life they imagine for us.
spare us those who secretly deplore us.
surely you muse. rage they always take center stage
somehow loitering in the golden rays of evening's
lapsing suns
oh every ONE of you. cant you just stop snickering long enough
to watch the moon rise.
over your sidelong, sidereal eyes.
mary angela douglas 22 may 2020
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