Leanne Carmichael

1!
kids light books on firewhile
we duck in doorways
and cover their eyes
while they pray
and all of our knees are touching

2!
they speak in tongues
and their hands are blooming
snorting lines,drawing hearts on their foreheads
these boys, they're singing
because they know what it is to loose
crying on street corners
they think of the messiah,
and are lost

3!
slips and tangles
box your ears
hollywood street prophets
transcending traditional relationships
under red aries
visible and tangible
sleeping in empty bathtubs
i am my own keeper