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Farting

Back then someone would roll backward

Scabby knees' whispered confession to anointed

Ears while Cardinals in Red Ball Jets drummed

Tattoos on the floor to summon forth demons

Uttering a call and response of stuttered bleats

Such joyful noise, the sanctifying grace of

Noxious high hosannas.  These days

I worship alone, droning lamentations

Of a man girdled with unbridled doubt.