STEALTH TEMPLES

Marble prayers
floating above
the expanse
of paranoia shelves
erected
while playing
a board game
with idols;
Grunted rituals
eloquently excuse
as promises
for stability
in tightrope curse
that dribbling across the veins
like a scalding soup.
Somewhere
within the cubicles of compulsion
God is born
and worshipped
inside a medicine cabinet.