ODD WORLD
in your odd
volumpuous world
I bump into the sacred
trip over the profane
think of all those saints in
the skins of demons
and vice versa
who scrawled
their holy script
all night
with you
thinking
I could have
shown you something
shown
them something
but, alas, you
missed your opportunity
all and sundry
I sink so stately
into the grave