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God slips from tongue as phlegm from lung post- cigarette back to back reel to reel sitting *** to heel palm to palm praying I've spent paychecks laying pavement into bedsheets bearing teeth biting holes into free time me time with myself waiting twenty one years stacking unread newspaper new with news not bothering with digestion to treat the text as words on paper ************ transfiguration sight unseen the sight of me in chapel pacing through Peter as though for penance God is meant a friend to comfort but recently its felt dishonest a masquerade a malformation
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 7:19 PM UTC
The Transfiguration
God slips from tongue as phlegm from lung post- cigarette back to back reel to reel sitting *** to heel palm to palm praying I've spent paychecks laying pavement into bedsheets bearing teeth biting holes into free time me time with myself waiting twenty one years stacking unread newspaper new with news not bothering with digestion to treat the text as words on paper ************ transfiguration sight unseen the sight of me in chapel pacing through Peter as though for penance God is meant a friend to comfort but recently its felt dishonest a masquerade a malformation
Portions of this poem borrow from the poems "Back" by Christian Wiman and "Reel to Reel" by Alan Shapiro, as well as the song "The Transfiguration" by Sufjan Stevens.
christopher-hendrix
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 7:19 PM UTC
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