A Rosary

by mudrhetoric


awake before the break
that motel hum
the gently lit
tear stained shroud
grass browned
as satan’s revenge

brush stand still
shaken not by wind
the bush was burnin’
and the women wailin’

signs lit by day
at night
souse soundin’ at
mornin’ light

trees wistful
adorned by blight
decorous the bells dey run
watchin’ that strung
hoo boy hung

yeoman’s name was
billy budd
eyes spit shallow
filled with mud

‘pon the cross
the feet was fled
spear side stuck pig
was bled

bead a countin’
one, two, three
love forgive me, mor
import forgive thee