the tape is a blur of

ordinary splendor

songs sung loud in a messy 

house vivid patchwork 

some mention of a circus

close to the tear in the hand-made quilt

I touch your brow

tell you

take your medicine before you go out to play

Round, pink, chewable analgesic 

as you lift your head to receive the pill

Eucharist in the living room,

old and beautiful 

Words for “good” and “grace”

So close to your already liturgical

Beautiful like…

A rose

A ruby

A diamond

A butterfly 

A boy in flight

…if we had a fort..