cathedral level court caught

“and we’d like to thank for”
the mimeographed waved
downstairs the applause
“perhaps you could recite”

blush at unexpect
“i’ve not rehearsed
i’ve not minded rhythm”
push through participants

descend down the
stack chairs spread
they’re all standing on the
listening to the ceiling

the age of the attraction of the
stone and ancient and maintained
dreams like drafts
blue doors opened but

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