Church

Our cathedral has seven screens in seven theaters,

seven vices in stained-glass colors, seven virtues

in gold-framed cases, and seven ushers with vacant

faces. It has vaulted ceilings with naked angels &

all its best pornos play in the basement. Its big

3-D screen features only one movie, the same seven

seconds on endless repeat: there's a rust-freckled

man across a wood table, with his unmatching eyes

set straight ahead. "I've missed you," he says,

and you can hear irritation. "I've missed you,"

he says, "since the minute you left."

"I've missed you," he says, "since the minute you left."

I've missed you, my shadow, since the minute you left.