june, again

eating your stray-doggedness 

absorbing your bloodguiltiness

to become your unbecoming 

kneeling within your garden

praying remedy upon the daisies

ghost green in your splinters

bowering the bent and overgrown

sanctity that sleeps in marrow

shielding the slow-blinking owl 

of your crooked unbelonging

lacing myself through

your joints and all your ugly 

once long-listened well,

yielding beneath you only. 

lull me back in

to your pink-faced anointing

to set free the captive:

untamed foxfire hymnal spilling

your honey over His bread.

cherry-sick on the lies i told

when i promised to lay you down.