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The Bigger Worries and Wonders

By Sydney L. Wensel


No house of any God could baptize 

The bellyache or bother out of me. 

The ocean keeps calling though—

Salt chuck sieving through this 

Receptacle of misbehavior and flesh—

Each of its five regions learning 

A different element of my name— 

Its texture, its wounding power, 

Its prodigious and sovereign taste. 

The vastness of my temple— 

Imprinted with out-of-date 

Directive scripture that details 

How to become, and be— 

Dwarfed in the saline waves, as I am 

A less daunting and smaller ask at sea—

There are bigger worries— bigger wonders—

         out there. 


By Sydney L. Wensel

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