He hammered rivets
into the hull
of the ol’
Edmund Fitzgerald. Continue reading “The Good Captain”
Holy Ghost – Trinity, Pt. Three
Every home is haunted.
These temple spires,
though daunting, are
no exception. Noisy
specters, with their
Golden Rulers of
Morality Measure,
log the data, in a
spreadsheet titled,
“Absolutely. No. Pleasure.” Continue reading “Holy Ghost – Trinity, Pt. Three”
Son – Trinity, Pt. Two
Time judged the sins
of the son. The Sun
shone on the rot in
my soul, and dried
that wound, so I could
go on. Young and bold,
I found pleasure in
the warmth of flesh,
and I learned that
it was not a sin, at all. Continue reading “Son – Trinity, Pt. Two”
Father – Trinity, Pt. One
The boiling heat
begins at dawning.
Simmering? Sheets,
salt-wet, by morning.
Youth’s fever-dream,
guilt, ever-wrongful,
burns us deeply,
skin-scarring along
the maker’s seams.
We boil with longing. Continue reading “Father – Trinity, Pt. One”