postcard

always building.
ode to you who builds.
heavy, the hands of construction
and
long, the faces who fashion bronze.
Oh, light eternal
monuments mild fire gentle.
Your crown of languish and laurel
burns like a wreath.

new apartment.

home.

many churches.

many churches.

many bells.

him.

many churches.

many bellies of balloons.

ventricle. ventricle. ventricle.

in the bellies of balloons.

never was afraid of a secret never swallowed.

many bellies full of illness.

many bell tolls of many churches.

home.

him.
Alone.