(Or Some Reasonable Facsimile)
by Bart Edelman
Summon a new truth—
Anyway you see it.
Purchase a witness from the bank.
Pay whatever she demands;
After all, this is serious business,
And don’t you dare forget it.
When you smell a hint of desire,
Tread closer, old boy,
Despite the unfamiliar air,
Challenging your every step.
Now, here’s where it gets tricky.
Disregard the thunderous voice,
From above, I’m guessing,
Issuing one command after another.
Believe me, it’s a ploy.
Finally, close your eyes,
Lest you succumb to visions,
Unless they’re mere temptations.
Then utter a dozen Hail Mary’s,
Beating it back home directly.
And should your witness remain—
By a mere hint of grace—
Offer her the life you saved.





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