Postcard 138

Thank you for the sweet oil of your fingers - anointing grace

Thank you for the gentle bite of your eyes - communion

And the quiet drinking in. The quiet drinking in

Thank your for the wiggle and squirm of conscience 

Is it ok is it ok - penance, reconciliation

Thank you for the held breath, 

The slight flow of blood and sweet chemicals - blessed blessed baptism

Thank you for closing warm hands, closing soft eyes

Closing sighing sighing mouth - initiate

Thank you for learning these words

For recalling me to yourself when I put them down - ordination

Thank you for the warmth of chaos put to order, of energy gathered and held

Of substance made relational, of warm bodied being holding true

Thank you for moving desperate through time to me in wild relation - wedlock

Thank you for holding this note, reading it in consideration, remembering me fondly

For finding meaning, for trying it though us, for being a being that can

Thank you for setting it down, for going on and away,

For packing up, for forgetting. A little entropy, a little death.