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Asides Within a Last Breath
Three lying deacons 
swim in a handbag -
and a lone, celibate pastor 
paces longingly bemused.
Michael, the Arc Angel, 
poses silently,
in dusty Gabbana drag,
cursing the lipstick-painted laymen
writhing in rancid attar -
naked 
and intentionally 
unused.

Four wide-eyed boys 
dance on a daydream –
kissing ripped posters 
of a white...

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© John Heck  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: asides, introspection
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things