Thursday, July 22, 2010

When I'm Not Listening In Church

In heaven
I will wear Jimmy Choo
and the wings of Victoria Secret.

Words that cement me to this era, this moment.

But someday.

history's concrete will be jack-hammered away
and the earth beneath it
and restored to the garden it first was.

It will be there I will rest,
when my wings tire of soaring,
admiring my shoes.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

awesome. everytime i read it i find something new. more, please.