Fourteen Steps to Nowhere

Entry Four

Today

Those yellow bodies

standing straight

in their watery grave

with their heads bowed

made me fall

backwards.

Swan feathers

covered my eyes

and I emerged

hungry and torn

in another world

with my heart

tangled among green.

God walked

among the people

in the fogs

that lasted days

and Mary

held out roses

to the invisible.

Walking in the rain

I never saw

something old

in the ancient

and now the ghosts

of daffodils

haunt the future.

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