03-28-2013, 08:24 PM
I like this. But I'm not sure about the title. The poem (as I interpret it) is about an irritation that lies out of reach, but I can't see how sacramental bread is involved... which makes me wonder if I've misunderstood it.
(03-28-2013, 01:25 PM)tmanzano Wrote: This home
I can hear
when sitting quietly
The gnawing
eats me,
being so clean
Sweeping
smooth tile
in long strokes
Behind the walls
beyond my broom
The unconquerable pest
exists
on the intangible crumb