terminal devotion

the rain falls
fat tears
from the unblinking
eye of eternity
to wash the land
in lackadaisical
lamentations

when i was younger
the spectacle of the church
sang to me
the pulpit
the stained glass refractions
imbued with golden light
casting harsh shadows

as i knelt
in supplication
before her holiest altar
the words
of the good book
rang false
in the face of splendor

i’ve never been
a religious man
but i was taught
to worship
to revel in her genesis
with open heart
stained in terminal devotion

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