Maxwell Bodenheim

1892 - 1954 / Mississippi / United States

Like Prayers Born Dead

Like prayers born dead, long shadows
Strew the floor and clutch at your feet,
But buoyant with paint you walk to and fro.
The room is garlanded with unseen eyes
That you must evade lest they touch you into sight
And send you, naked, into the moonlight.
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