The Catacombs

Submitted by Tim Hawes on Sun, 2009-06-28 20:14

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THE CATACOMBS

Monday in the catacombs
Begins again the furtive
Hiding, slinking off out of the way
Awaiting the safe time to appear
And then but briefly,
Walking head down
As though there was a purpose,

And I suppose there is,
Aside from the long aisles
Of aluminum parts
Being assembled together
Into something deemed grand
By Caesar. There is
The walking along the way,

An introspective dealing
With each occurrence
As though the circumstances
Are not ends in themselves,
And perhaps they aren't, for I
Am much more concerned about his
Watching me than my watching them.