Image borrowed from TF.Bones to ash in an urn,
Or headstones, head wood
Over the undergarment flower spray --
A vestige vestry -- place to atone for showing up at all.
I'm morally slow -- so-so -- not grasping the adoration,
This note-taking, this shorthand, this history,
This heart being three-thirds full of itself,
Our artifact, our self, our true love
Our dot, dot, dot
Trulyfool
Posted over on his site Light At the End of the Tether
Listed as #95 over on Magpie Tales 38
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