“You’re some kind of weird gold that wants to stay melted in the furnace,
so you won’t have to become coins.” — Rumi
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Turning wine into water:
Why would you do that? Rob says
from a kitchen table where he’s hooked
up to Skype and earphones, night’s old
street blinds, bike reflectors, Germany.
He doesn’t believe Jesus could do
that. I admit, my Bible didn’t mention
opposite directions, and I can’t right any
dance if I learn it left. Nate’s baby must
by now be shaking loose, but once we
watched him rocking on linoleum, stuck
zooming back. Future meteor on rewind.
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