Ezra Vancil Poet I do not know?

Her Friend, Her Husband

I like to think I do not hate her
a Christian man,  
  heart so bound
in Galatians, John, St. Augustine
was on his knees, an artful proof
begging grace, 
   cursing youth
I like to think she will remain
in hands, God’s,
   road to zion
travels though, alone, unearthed
she digs a grave 
steep
like mountains  
   point to peak
A son, husband, job,friend
she will deceive
  believe her eyes
for now, in sex, muscles

drown, 
deep sweat

 a wager's soul
 wager's debt

I like to think she will be found
out, that is
  For her sake and
her son, that bent at breast
now the toy of restless 
throbs
and wet, used skin

I like to think she’ll love again

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