Saturday, February 4, 2012

Baskets Full Of Sin

Are you at the chapel
can you hear the bells
is that a wisp of hair
sailing from the tower
flapping like a flag -
no allegiance to the wind
is this my penance
for I cannot hear a note
Ten thousand-people
singing on a wooden bench
baskets full of sin
did I miss a step
is that a shadow by the door
or a heart -
skulking from within.

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