a prayer for saint braingarbage

i was praying in the tomb, where lay the bank of UBS

and saint thomas came by to play music for the disbelieving

and saint braingarbage

blessed her own throat

like santa lucia

with the songbirds

radiohead scralled upon her icon's throat

as throats need blessing

for the killing of the saints

but who would bless my hands?

saint sebastian took enough darts for us all

i could not turn around to see his blessed face

for safely, we made a spell of protection

for her neck

that would be cursed

until death in june

passed over