Lizards come to the compost pile
I meet them there for a rest
their flame bodies lick
the block wall
I think it best we expect to
misunderstand one another
haven’t we learned that much
and to start over
apologetically we’ve been
coming at this from different antelopes
parts of the trunk
have just bare wood showing
so it hurts to hear it
he said the first spirit I’d see
would be myself
and not at my best
for one drop of water
the fox sparrow lands
then flies off again
in your big toe sleeps
your whole destiny
if you say Jesus Christ
is your personal lord and savior
then you’d love everyone
but you don’t.
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