Lenten Complaint

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<<< """ Lenten Complaint by Scott Cairns

The breakfast was adequate, the fast itself sub-par. We gluttons, having modified our habits only somewhat within the looming Lenten dark, failed quite to shake our thick despair, an air that clamped the heart, made moot the prayer. As dim disciples having seen the light, we supplied to it an unrelenting gloom.

Wipe your chin. I’m dying here in Omaha, amid the flat, surrounded by the beefy, land-locked generations, the river, and the river’s rancid shore.

O what I wouldn’t give for a lifting, cool salt breeze, a beach, a Labrador. """ <<<poetry Lent Scott Cairns