VICARAGE

Such a sadness from the boy in confession.

Remembers that tone from his childhood

indiscressions.

Remembers that midnight swimming frolic

on black beach beneath writhing brother

deep inside him with brother's warm lips pressed

against his own chapped broken mouth.

And oh how guilty just after when lover

was again the cold lonely elder brother in that

two room household filled with endless array of

passionless relatives.

Such a shame...

Such a sadness...

Such a brotherhood of angels

in the perfect temptation

at the heart of all righteousness.