Plaint

What is ritually done — prayer say or
stacking coffee cups in the drainer such
that with a firm base on epoxied wire
the topmost mug, wet from your hands
anoints the others upon which it sits —

Apexed. Was this true then of Giza?
Is this true then of the blinding
cold Masonic eye on the haunch
of a dollar bill? Is it true of Rainier
and Kilimanjaro — of Rinjani?

Ah! Such things as dishes they
come and go and come and go
as plaintive songs of lovers may
bespell the valley far below.

Image: Tomoe Steineck on Unsplash

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