A Sinner, Welcomed
      Lady, you Intimidate me
With your genius, punch
Tears from ducts I reckoned
All cried out.
Your light-bursted ribs,
Grub-bodied, meat-handed Savior,
Clothed bones, and womby tomb
Shock me to meekness; yes,
Prick my ears.
                  
(for Mary Karr)
    With your genius, punch
Tears from ducts I reckoned
All cried out.
Your light-bursted ribs,
Grub-bodied, meat-handed Savior,
Clothed bones, and womby tomb
Shock me to meekness; yes,
Prick my ears.
(for Mary Karr)


1 Comments:
Excellent poem!
Post a Comment
<< Home