Repentance
December noontime
my lifeless feet walked on a thorny ground; my ventricles netted as skins peeled off with acids- like a dog sniffing for stool to lick; but
after noontime
birds wiped my young, moist eyes; holy angels took my hands from above and the Father attended to me like a baby as He first signed me
with a cross, because
twilight
heavenly maxims and traditional chants exorcised my perversions;
salvation was heaven's reply (my feet stopped bleeding);
and so apt that holy night, I walked again like a baby learning for the first
time.
