Nestor 30
An embarrassing Pilgrim:
He, on the porch and life in waiting,
watching the hurried voices in strife.
They, in teams and wisps of feet,
Calling, angry.
Listening.
Stowing golden treasure, shells
Secret from these smoky apostles
Preached to the rare world,
A world without end.
Watching the same.
“ I restore here,”as he steps
across the empty matter,
Gathering into hasty pockets
The drab bargains of the heart.
Is it now?
Gathering into hasty pockets
The drab bargains of the heart.
Is it now?
1 comment:
looks awesome!! I like the fish head stuff the best.
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