Antechamber Poem by Judith Skillman

Antechamber

Rating: 3.5


'In the very antechambers of feeling
it is forbidden to be explicit...'
- Pessoa

Is it alright then, to be a cult?
A solitary?
To substitute oneself for God,
albeit casually?

What the hot sun
doesn't kill it punishes
with lethargy, save
the birds, who give
themselves up
to thermals.

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Judith Skillman

Judith Skillman

Syracuse, New York
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