Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Name Changes

And I tell you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of Hades will not overcome it.
Matthew 16:18

Simon was to be a rock
thrown through a window
of an old miser, distrusted
by young girls of the col de sac.

A rock that gathered no moss.
Counter-example for the terse
stoic sensei’s proverbial lesson.
Simon was not to be an illustration.

A rock that finally cried out
to break the awkward lull
with non sequitur anecdotes
about World War 2,

caught up between toes,
disturbing the comfortable
feet in their Birkenstocks.
Simon wore socks with sandals.

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