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easter

by Emily G Myers

you are green & young,
and this is your power.
you are spring & virility
& weeping pomegranates.

you are fresh.
you are loved.
you are worshipped.

but as every man grows old,
every flower browns,
every leaf wilts,
every love fades,
every heart stops;
one day, to me, easter,
you will be nothing but scriptures -
a fading deity
transparent from my lack of devotion.

you are green & young
today...
but you know, easter,
that summer is on its way.

12/23/2005

Author's Note: the influences here combine Neil Gaiman's book American Gods, a plan for a picture in one of Koye's CD inserts, and the feeling that maybe just this once I mean more to someone than they mean to me... and they think it might be the other way around. the joy and sorrow of that secret.

Posted on 12/23/2005
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