'The Relics' - a Short Poem for Kudos Poetry
the laymen say a saint
has been translated
when he
changes hands.
his body sectioned up,
resignified,
then packaged off
to the Basilicas
in want of him.
they say that everyone
who knows your name
has got a piece of you.
they say they’d rather
not say anything;
go unremembered.
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