Nexus Of Devotion Poem by Luke J. Holt

Nexus Of Devotion



Five autumns ago
you found a squeaky hammer called LOVE
playfully you bopped me
until
it became a mallet of brimstone.
i dragged you
up rungs
too high
for your airbrushed eye to scale
i watched you spoil
and turn yellow
your kisses became punches from god
you ran
as if hungry dogs followed
smiling.

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From *Salts of Glory* (unpublished) August 2013 written somewhere in Catskills
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