PARK BENCH POET

he sees ghosts

and speaks to clouds

while sneering menacingly 

at people and dogs

church bells nearby

ring out praise

and guilt

clouds knit together,

breezes circle

salvation walks

backwards

sometimes

retrieving the

innocent while

rejecting the

poor


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