sins of the father pass unnoticed
younger priests are cursed
older ones are forgiven twice
prayer vines wrap around walls
like cave monsters forever
scrambling inside, searching
for the opening to be released,
words of scripture dance through
the air like wanton whores hoping
for a drunk sailor to appear...
obese landlords throw out tenants
who cannot pay with cash and
the police take them to a debtor's
prison for safe keeping... rotten
memories lay on the ground with
decaying food, tossed out to pay
the devil when the door all close
at midnight... we delay our anger,
we postpone our comments and
we close the book on our crimes
since the priests have gone to pray.
December 3, 2023
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