just as he did in the old
shits
and mucks about
as if
this isn't rutilated quartz and inlaid gold
makes a racket
during sermon
and silence
cares not about shoes, sex, or showing too much face, neck, arm or leg
no
this wall
has been an arbitrary dance
been politeness and politics
when this temple is old
the rooster
will still crow
and its prayer, my love
will always
be heard
I Love You
Your Beloved
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