from your brown-nosed haven
you watch us flail about
and polish
your Judas coin collection
with nimble fingers.
never count
on a coin-counter.
from your brown-nosed haven
you watch us flail about
and polish
your Judas coin collection
with nimble fingers.
never count
on a coin-counter.
preach to me
in utter silence ~
resemblance, though shared,
counts for nothing;
the listless, featherless bird
feasts on
moldy bread
and
poisoned water
burnt twice
by the same martyr –
not easily forgiven…
and never forgotten.