. Poetry from The Great In-Between: excommunicatum

Wednesday, September 30, 2026

excommunicatum

 


Blessed be

Velumbound 


(A lone voice whispers) 


The birds are gathering on social media 

The herd is losing


Minds are musing

The blind are still drinking


The Juice of the Confusing


But you


You, if you are here

Walk tall without fear


For you are now excommunicated from the birds and herds


For you are illuminated


(C)

Copyright John Duffy 

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excommunicatum