Rhetoric on Priests
December 31, 2010
Dear Satan…
January 5, 2011

He turned to them and spat.
If you live, either by virtue or by luck,
it is because.

Don’t ask me who gets the crown.

And away he saddled the sand,
dipping the strands of his Levis
in the swallows.

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