Close my eyes 

kneel and feel

the corduroy seams

on the back

of my knees

Abscess of understanding 

smell slowly

decaying wood

others call

important supreme

dead trees

to me

can’t temper

ridiculous rituals

negative justified 

Roots of evil

cellars of protection

installed upside down

His cross 

Zip tied heart

Scarlett sweat

confusion underneath

a cloak of woven

where feelings go

runaway to believe 

Clamped stories

backwards hush

collar pinching

hair on my neck


hollow songs

usher me through

Ave Maria 

I’m cross

Kaleidoscope blinding

burning rainbow 

stinging reality

grasping a clump 

of weeds at the edge

awaken in time 

stories quilted


wisdom covers 

I cross over