sometimes my cross self combusts,

it bursts into blue flames and i think i frighten you;

sometimes that light warms your heart

but mostly it sets your mind to charcoal

in the shape of the praying hands,

but squat hands. dumb thumbs.

and i think: if you made a mistake, why do you

not just fix it? if your judgement was off kilter

just right it. if you're sorry, you're forgiven.

just make right what you made wrong.

sometimes my cross self combusts

it bursts into blue flames and it frightens me;

sometimes that light warms my heart

but mostly it sets my mind to charcoal

in the shape of the praying hands,

but squat hands. dumb thumbs.

your dumb thumbs, your dumb thumbs.

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