]once again no

Amor listened to me at that hour.
Saw my flickering faith fade.
Her sister sleeping as I carry her
                        ]her head on
        ]shoulder as we walked
       
                        ]the Old Testament
            ]document of Israelite fury
proto-Zionism and Genesis
                        ]a myth for
            ]-building

]that[                      ]burns
              ]and I say with vigor
to consume every line of skin
  ]shut the door while my mother’s
            fingers were still on the mull.

Stripped[                ], I
     ]take the pulpit. Stripped
   ]God[       ]write my
scripture. Stripped of the
            church I say Amen.