Mass

I always think Sundays
are the best days for
restarting
Even though right now
there is nothing running
through my poets head but

"Crap, I have to go to Mass tomorrow."

Well, I could skip it
and spare the wrath of Brighid
but I like Gregorian chanting --
I always thought it sweet --
plus I could take Communion
and no one would ever know
(except God. And my Gods. Goddesses.
They might get pissed.)
running back to my pew
tittering in delight
how I adore flaunting
the rules
of organised religion