Joleen Grussing

She was the Lord’s answer to a pillar of salt

She was salted before me on Jerry’s wall

Socially we don’t know, electronically begun

One day we finally broke bread

Before the African kingdom

With introductions to strangers

And participants of the Lord’s book

I sent an invitation

Once, twice

She asked “How much?”

I couldn’t come up with a good answer

Even in her castle unseen

I wonder if she’ll take me for a ride

On her triumphant

Triumph

To our church

At least once more

With plastic lips

From West to East

She knows every he and she

And now knows me

Electronically, begun

Physically, started

See you again,

See you again

© 2012 David Greg Harth

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