Reformation. By cas.

 

 

If I wrote 95 poems of faith
and nailed them, unsigned,
to your kitchen door
in the middle of the night
would you know right away
that I wrote them and
that they were about you?

 

Or would you burn them all in cold fear
and never sleep soundly again
wondering if the 459 year-old mad ghost
of Martin Luther was stalking
the streets of your America,
the pockets of his flowing robes
full of poems and nails?

 

 

cas

(2005)

 

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