We are not
cowardly or
complacent
Crawling toward
the clandestine
ceremony
The deep
dark mouth
of heaven
we arrayed
like a feast
and yet
it could not
ever swallow
all our lust
ringed by
confrontational angels
aroused by their disdain
that look
we used to call it
jealousy
now we know
it's fear
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