No Throne For Me
(2/11/2014)
My heart hurts
Aches inside me like the muscle that it is
And I am cracking the bell that forgot to…
I rang it a million times
Rang for you and for you and for you
Rang so loudly that my feet hurt and my body ached.
Forget me. I will sit in my shell absorb my nutrients
through osomosis, photosynthesis, and have no need
for you. No need for any of the words you say or don’t say
From your place in the clouds of catholic school books,
Blue sky and billowing white clouds
Radiating pinks and yellows from the sun.
Beads with you in your clouds,
Golden halos and bare feet.
The three of you in your blessed trinity
Three holy thrones with no seat for me.
Copyright © Rosann Fode | Year Posted 2014
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