If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away---Henry David Thoreau

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Anointed: a poem by Leo Hartshorn

one in three
three in one
oil of the Spirit
grease me down
anoint me
squeeze me
slide me
slip me
through heaven's keyhole

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