Unfathomable Topography

This unfathomable topography
Alien to me. Captured between
Parallel lines and we wonder
How we came to be here
Where is the slipstream
That dragged us into this dream?
No tidal wave and yet
We did not resist. A princess
who had never been kissed
And who never will be
Not in this bleak country
For nourishment we lick the walls
They are made of honey
We turn away from the stench of money
For we are brides of Christ, you see,
And we have taken vows of poverty


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