The thoughtful note on the back of a postcard - that's a prayer, that;
The instant impersonal email - that's a curse.
The little hug for a collegue's birthday - that's a prayer, that;
The hurried brush-past in the corridor - that's a curse.
The unrestrained armwaving goal celebration - that's a prayer, that;
The "You're not singing anymore" - that's a curse.
The leg-stretching stroll across the park - that's a prayer, that;
The kick of shattered glass across the path - that's a curse.
The time allowed for the other driver's manouevre - that's a prayer, that;
The scowl behind the windscreen - that's a curse.
The offered help, the proffered gift - that's a prayer, that;
The hands-in-pocket safekeeping gesture - that's a curse.
The blog that causes smiles or sighs - that's a prayer, that;
The post of self-indulgence - that's a curse.
The curse against all cursed things - that's a prayer, that;
The prayer for me alone - that's a curse.
john davies
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