Calvin comes to town

Imagine a gathering
of little old ladies
in the old New World
sipping tea, knitting
communally, whispering
gossip on the pews,
or in a sitting
room saying casually,
“we’re all damned,”
then getting back
to the business at hand.
Alas, every semantic
is but an apparition
and little old Calvinists
buried their children
before they were born.

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~ by Jeremy on July 4, 2013.

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