Eastern Orthodox Coasters

single malt sanity,  sanitized, ionized,
   with a little communion salt. 

sprinkle replace, sprinkle to taste,
sprinkle with haste to the holy face.

  yet still ground balsa wood icons
perfectly semitrical work to preserve
lesser linoleum countertop grains.

 Like in winona minnisota  where the midwest 
vacuum sealed religion remains intact.

renewed morning by morning
 by olive shaded stanley thermoses.

Displaced only on occasion by rubber 
gripped cellphones and coffee mugs.

winona Minnesota....

 where the Mississippi is the only
 true dialect. 

home to sugarloaf bluff and 
the basilica of saint stanislaus.

that lesser known bishop of krakow 
who may have been martyred  but first
 got stoned at fourteen underneath 
the sugarloaf.

See him now stacked up and slid down the bar
 the bishop of all cardboard regalia.

Holy under a golden pint ring halo of IPA..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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