NYC–St. Patrick’s Cathedral–interior–crèche with dog–looks like a golden retriever
dog and god, one and the same
you can’t fake what’s in a name
forwards, backwards, it’s the same
dog and god are one name
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That doggie in the crèche…
from within
Knocking from the inside.
I have never noticed this
Nor known I was closed.
You could not see
Nor hear me.
Only I hear, the ramblings, deranged.
Laughter and sorrow, wound together
within.
Your name, insane!
Oh Jane!
Insane!
Each time he writes your name
His heart beats out a flame!
A fire in his loin
A flutter that doth spawn
A rare a beauteous morn
Awakening of dawn
A veritable display
Of nature’s way to say
Good day!
But lo!
The day draws quick
The spirits unrestrained
Return to rue the day
That turns itself to night,
And man’s abode abides
With heartfelt feelings more.
This day we have adored!
Crime scene – part 1
Late swallows, the jaws crashing, crushing, snapping, popping, rise, and hasten upstairs, endless tomorrows, a dog who knows no control, the pooling of saliva,, nauseous with recounting.
Avoidance is not relief. Years have proved that method inadequate.
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