Mid-Life Confession

Posted: October 23, 2010 in My Poetry
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Stained Glass Jesus

in humility.

finds me.

Candles burn low –
guttering flames
send up smoke;
a silent SOS.

I have failed
this test of faith
without even
really trying.

“F” marks the spot:
with Scarlet Letters:
Failed Fucking Freak.

Bow my head,
face in my hands.
It’s all coming apart
at the scars.

I don’t even
know who I am.
I ask a stained glass Jesus

There’s no answer.
There never is,
no matter who I ask.


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