June Poem 23

Conspiracies shuddered in fear for associating

With matter forty-two. Roughly, theories can be

A coping buffet table as they enter

The First United Methodist Church.

 

No, I think he called Melvin

One of the fliers to the column of the local burg.

But I couldn’t be sure about each of the stone pillars

That separated this world from the next.

 

The Ahyunte Church’s Children’s Committee

Was starlight poured over a fist.

They thumb on his brunch at the church.

And they were exceeded by far.

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