there are no accidents you said
compacted metal tilted glass life poured
a prism of leaves drift in cool air whirling dervishes on their way down
there are no accidents you repeat
guilty hands lightning lips clipped memory
driving rain stings bare backs innocent drops bring the flood
there are no accidents i wonder cells multiply scissors cut names elude
watery paint seeps beyond boundaries infected plans molt: a beauty unfamiliar
there will be no accidents i plead avarice will wilt blood will clean cracks will fill with gold
Adrian Van Geest is a retired minister in the Christian Reformed Church.
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