March 27–April 2 ❘ Peter

Peter

         Will you also go away?

He was always asking
difficult questions.

         When your belly is satisfied,
         what bread will you crave?
         In the kingdom of heaven
         where no one goes hungry,
         will you forget to eat?

I was empty all my life,
the pit of me always hollow
whatever my nets hauled in,
until he came with his hard sayings.
Course after course,
I chewed, swallowed, digested.

Now meals seem scraps,
eating a fast.
Surely he sees
how he fattens my bones, flows
through my veins
like milk and honey.

         When you are all my living,
         where else can I go?

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