Poem, Horror, Not Actually Religion, Old Age And New
Invitationals
October 13, 2024
once or twice a month
they’ll ring what they think is my doorbell
poor lost creatures, crystals in hand
land eyeing them in seven split images
asking, as I come round the side
loaded with gardening
what do I think is missing
from my spiritual practice
loves, I’m banned
and for good reason
but if you come in
I can practice
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#poem #poetry #writing #horror
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