the midst of a wild and frenzied
session
of making
love when her all Saints
bracelet broke
from her wrist and
all the little chicklets
of saints went flying.
Theresa
and Joseph, Bernadette
and Stephen,
they all flew into the air
and scattered
onto the floor.
would we be punished for
our desire for one
another, or forgiven
because we were making
love,
not war.
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