Baptismal


Asphalt walkway: a dangling uvula
To a concrete beast
With a mouth full of river water

Old stone angels: beacons among decomposition
And marble and granite
Calling from across the water

Fish kiss the surface: freckles in the sea's skin
At the edge of their subterranean atmosphere
Below something dark and alluring and wonderful

Scars on knobby knees: prescribed three
For the month to remedy forgetfulness
Of memories prone to wandering off

Dimpled, discolored skin: badges of honor
Liberation from bygone
Be gone impurities and inadequacy

Nature's own accidental baptismal

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