Church Latin

 

I write like sex in Church Latin --

the Ecclesia Latina of recent antiquity.

They make up words for things

like penitus and sic vita est.

 

The cloistered memories of summer,

Girls with blueberry eyes and merlot lips

And sundresses in December 

with Google latine translata

 

and an addiction to the caffeine in my cup,

Overly anxious for amphetamines,

on the road with Kerouac, complaining 

That they stopped making Equanil and Miltown.

 

I pay for my coffee with a ten dollar note

for the illusion of free money in the change

and wonder why I find it easy to love.

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