Another poetic effort

Blogger's been acting screwy today, so I'm not sure if this will post or not.

I wrote a poem today. I guess it was pretty good. I could tell, because the professor went all quiet. Here it is:

Forgiven

Outside the clay walls of
San Miguel Mission
Gravel rattles ragged under our feet
  We stop, turn to face--
  You place my fingertips
  Over scars you wear
  Where blood ran
This midnight, the church-
yard is empty.


An interesting note for y'all: San Miguel Mission is a real place in Socorro, New Mexico. Click here to see a picture.