Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Another Francis of Assisi Poem

Talking Francis of Assisi

Again, I ask him, Francis,
why have you now come to me
and follow me inside this poem

and make me leave behind my image
in my car, and walk ten flights,
oh no, ten thousand nonstop flights,

up breathless stairs to work before
a glowing spreadsheet vision while
I answer insecurities

with self-effacement and another
apprehensive email with
my other cheek. And Francis turned

to me and said be naked in
the corporate square and render business
nothing but your humble labor,

and to God, your Universe,
all consciousness, and nothing else,
for moderation is not His.

~Son Rivers 2008

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