bone trader

December 26, 2013 § Leave a comment

he is there,
among piles of bones,
sleeping the sleep
of one long comfortable
in the business
of translating relics of saints
he can rest in the
knowledge that he keeps
proper inventory –
keeps lines
of communication straight
ready to transfer
what needs to be,
into other hands,
if gold weighs correct
or negotiations
by quieter means break down
he sleeps easy
as bleached frameworks
await elevation
by prayer or pleading
as they have
since the time of their
creation
by a race
that depends upon
and has no explanation
for their existence

(c) 2013 Fred Whitehead

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