Urban ride

the sky is in the mirror
the mirror sits at the back of the bus
the church is in the mirror
electrical cables
cut its architecture
I know
this is man’s doing

I am on the bus
I have grown wings
my feathers are jackknives
I am in the mirror
cutting the cables
stabbing the church
the organ breaks off
this is my doing!

heaven reinvents itself
by braiding my limbs
with a blue ribbon

(January 2012 - Téa J. Acterian)

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