Muscle Poems

Revenge of the Heard

By and by a woman who writes love poems to men

        —for T. S. Eliot and ET, the Extraterrestrial

Half a hint,

Half a gift,

Lord, I’ve done what I had to.

I pray you

Meet me Halfway

So what I long for

Come True

Realized.

In any form or fashion

In which it may come

I’ll not recognize it

Unless I’m connected to it.

In whatever way, I cannot divine it!

Let me be able to say

Thy Kingdom and my home

Are One.

Though young

And You so old

Thy Kingdom come

To my door

As if it were

Your Gait.

There.

Time without stopping

And World without end

Amen.

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