Facing East
Prostrate submissive pious
without shoes in the cold, public
unself-conscious in late afternoon
blue darkness of oblivion, spirit
thousand miles thousand lifetimes
rhythmic mat covered ground,
prayer obligation love
Faithful.
I envied him
there few blocks away walking
a kitten crossed gravel road, suffering
I called out-
I knew him once, suffered together
The sky becomes dark with so many memories
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