ALMSGIVING
The broker was giving alms with the
smirk on his face I already knew too
well. Nonsense and senselessness alike.
I moved away, taking my bag of woe
with me. I'm sure in his brain only the
stock-ticker was working.
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How do we balance this good from
that bad? Like some purple fabric
draped on a table top, all symbols
of intent, but no real action. In Lent
that purple somehow signifies sorrow.
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