In These Pews
In These Pews paranoid stories
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Riss
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Where do I go? And do I want to?

In These Pews

by Riss

Moonlight spills out

from these dusty windows

shadows that molded together shrink to a thimble

stained glass hugs

this aging ceiling

fireflies sleep within the darkened greens

and I'll be in these pews:

waiting, crying, thanking.

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