Faith |
Is the name of the woman
who turned my husband
into alien, so similar
in bearing I was taken in
by the touch and tone
of what seemed familiar
or maybe
he was a volunteer,
hopeful of a marvel,
of a medical cure
for everything
he ever wanted
to be, but was not
either way
he longed for the religious
euphoria of the firm
womb of a girl, soft
skin of a child, the kind
of skin that makes flesh
communion,
communion,
death
copyright 2007
Carlye
Archibeque |