Monday, December 13, 2010

EVERYWHERE ELSE

Going into a church,
I find nothing
made of God there.
There are substances

enough (gold, wax,
colored glass, and
the like), but nothing
made of God.

I leave and return
to a thing made of
God that's everywhere
else. I'm careful not

to touch it for fear
of becoming immortal.

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