Entirely for Initiates

I hate most of it too, the cigarettes,

The cinderblocks, the tires,

The rusted pieces of metal,

Every empty soda can

And misplaced sofa,

But I will not denounce

The broken glass spread out along

The sides of the train tracks,

In the afternoon , the shards catch

Hints of sunlight and enjoy

A brief transubstantiation ,

Turning into splinters of light

Which pave the way forward

Into a sparkling vale,

Each one a vessel

Of our shy and unseen Gnostic God

–Ben Nardolilli

Ben currently lives in New York City. His work has appeared in Perigee Magazine, Red Fez, Danse Macabre, The 22 Magazine, Quail Bell Magazine, Elimae, fwriction, THEMA, Pear Noir, The Minetta Review, and Yes Poetry. You can find his blog here, and he is looking to publish a novel.

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