This is my confession:
these hands can work no more.
I packed up my desk, took my coffee mug
and my rolodex.
Forgive me.
I took a vow of poverty,
emptied my ego and my bank account.
Forgive me my debts
in bankruptcy court tomorrow.
The county teaches a catechism of humility
daily at the welfare office.
First communion is served on Tuesdays and Thursdays
at the St. Francis soup kitchen.
Forgive me, I cannot swallow it.
Who is the patron saint of the disabled and of flightless
sparrows?
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for the stricken
and put your arms around the sparrow.
Amen.
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