Do Not Speak To Me


Do not speak to me
of bleeding hands nailed to 4 X 8’s!

Speak to me
of the village drunk
blessing green bottles
in holy benediction!

Speak to me
of Magdalene 
warming hungry loins 
for silver dollars! 

Speak to me
of dried blood
upon an assassin’s
rusty blade!

Speak to me
of rubber tournequits,
and Holy Water
in slender needles!

Speak to me
of the Indian woman
– her belly puffed
by a thousand weapons!

Speak to me
of Holy Things.

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