Crescent Moon
peg-leg pirouette,
bowed and weathered as a sailor
lessoned by the loneliest deeps.
a familiar intaglio
of old ball-peens
worrying its jaundiced pewter hide.
does god peek
from behind some secret code in those scars?
some clandestine hymnal?
no.
no justice.
no choir to trumpet
the encrypted, cratered notes.
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1/31/24 ... mods
8/6 ... "could" replaces "does" ... "the scars" replaces "these scars"
8/2 "what" replaces "and what"
"The experience of my darkness has been essential to my coming into selfhood, and telling the truth about that fact helps me stay in the light." -- Palmer Parker
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