CatechismA Poem by rubieCatechism I want to learn you like a prayer clasp my hands together like they taught me or feel the familiar fingerprint of The Good Book and recite the words strong enough to grant me forgiveness. I want my knees to be sore from the practice until you’re second nature and the mere thought of you carries the smell of incense and the echo of a wise man’s voice but then again, I don’t. I’d rather speak you like a speech I haven’t practiced tripping blindly over you with words like marbles in my mouth turning quick corners on sentences I’ve never read before some mispronunciations and words I couldn’t translate and accents put where accents shouldn’t be mistakes so genuine they couldn’t be more true © 2013 rubieReviews
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