Confessions from an Apiary
Church candles must contain at least 51%
(in maxima parte) beeswax, which is Pure,
being made by virgin worker bees.
– The Catholic Encyclopedia
If I light one for the Queen
of Heaven, maybe the confession box will drip
with the 49% of me thats raw and unfiltered.
Domine, ne despicias me
Through the screen, he looks like a Kitchen God,
his red, paper body hung
above the flames of a thousand busy women.
Quamvis malus, quamvis indignus et peccator
There’s always forgiveness for honey in my hip
pocket, for fingers that rub it on his lips.
He’ll speak sweetly of me,
explain to the Jade Emperor
why I tumble
into any open flower
when warm days lift me over the threshold.
Illumina me et visita me
One night, I’ll burn his paper body like a votive,
catch smoke on my long tongue,
smear the box of matches with nectar.