Once I rode a bus painted silver and green
Away from the city and into a park
Where marshmallows and franks
Were speared on sticks and held
Over a fire of burning wood
That spit and crackled. Heaven was
In the daylight run we children made
Amid the wonder of our breath
And the red Keds in which I sped.But now is the concierge praying
And the head of the security guard
Is bowed in prayer
And upstairs Hermione Grungold’s
Eyes are closed to the clutter on her desk.In all the cubicle spaces of the org.
Are people praying,: Sonia Rusalya
And Abednego Jones and Dmitri Duncan
And Suki Joster and Cameron Softwind
And Agnes Gant and Buford Reheboth
and Alcibiades Malincourt and Fortay Plenty
And Luster Luther and Sacred Waterfall the Third.At all hours of the day silence envelops the org.
“Prayer is an action, too,” only the walls
Are allowed to whisper.
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