Monday, June 18, 2012

New Testament

New Testament

At the best of times
we love each one and they love
us and who is who
is no longer clear.
Who is father and who is
son and the daughters
are now our mothers
and no ways are so special
as the embrasure
where there was only
the old stony face of God's
chaotic judgement.

June 18, 2012

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