Sunday Prayers

Sunday July 25, 2021 entry

   

Beauty, You Thief

Beauty, you thief

Your window dress

Your unboxing

That vacuous hull can’t be more than chest deep

Wading

Wading

But still,

You might just drown in the thing

That poor boy

Would rarely be taken seriously

Even with his Bernard Sumner glasses

And his ridiculous literary name

Had you read his writing

Raw talent, lovely

As lovely as can be

But for his beauty

He might have been taken seriously

The porridge is too cold

And the adobe house is not thick enough

To keep in the heat

Waiting

Waiting

For some big bad looking wolf to reveal

Waiting

Waiting

For some wounded phoenix to turn to ash

Go on

Deeper still

Into the black forest

Into the promise of reveal

Lace

Locks

Teeth

Muscle

Marrow

Meat

Beauty, you thief