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A white flash down your cheek,
a comet.

Open the doors of my heart with your key.

A white flash across your skin,
a line.

They spoke in tongues
all at once
over me
but I still don’t believe.

A white flash off the roof,
a sound.

Open the doors of my heart,
I’m locked out.

A white flash off your chin,
a message.

His kneeling knees are calloused.
his speaking tongue is slow.
He shows
his praying hands.
He doesn’t say a word.

A white flash through your hair,
a crown.

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Birds chirping in the trees, people on porches talking. All celebrating the last few minutes of daylight. The night is beautiful. I have lost track of the line in this dim light. She, no they. We are trapped behind the camera. She stood up with tears in her eyes and mustered “Isn’t it beautiful that we can be in a place where we can embrace and say ‘I love you’? Aren’t we blessed by the best?” A fragile collision of priorities. It’s time to decide what desires to satisfy.

Note: I didn’t write this, me and all my friends wrote it collaboratively.

Left on the blacktop broken.
Dumped in the backyard open.
Sitting on the front porch swing singing to the whole street
See the last store closing.

The rain is alive
the corn is alive
the worms in the ground are alive.

The wind is alive
the night is alive
the men in the ground are dead.

I can hear the songs
of at least a hundred birds.
Where are they hiding?

Christ, the prince of peace!
Your servant lacks nothing.
Christ, the bread of life!

Autumn rain, still warm.
My heart races with the sound.
The litter strewn streets.