Today's poem is by Penelope Scambly Schott
Sacrament of the Moths
Dust from a moth's wing is lint from a prayer.
In a vault in the Vatican, they collect that lint.
The Vatical Vault of Sacred Moth Lint
opens second Tuesdays from three until six.
Lines of the pious spit-shine their coins
as they wait to kneel upon sanctified lint.
The tonsured Father who samples the lint
reports that it tastes of flute. He also tests
bicycles, beatitude by beatitude. This chain,
he intones, hath snagged another angel.
You've heard him: he pedals through dusk
as if it were moth gauze, dinging his final
Copyright © 2009 Penelope Scambly Schott All rights reserved
from Six Lips
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