Imagine the History of the Church.
Now rotate it. Look down
The rod. Now it's a point,
Which swells.
It's a persimmon,
Take a bite. It grows gills
Then legs. Now it's a medieval
Woman of the Cistercian Order.
She sings a liturgy of stained glass
Hounds, which float above
The altar. Is there a bathroom
In this church, says a child. Yes there is
I just invented
Water pressure. The pews melt into a face,
Which blushes. It's transparent.
Like bathwater
I'll do anything you want.
The Most Beautiful Bathtub in the World by Talin Tahajian | Poetry Reed Diffuser
$20.00Price
