Andrew Mauzey & Jeff Stillion

My First Communion

Cathedral and strangers,
burning candles, holy glow,
 
smoke hangs over me
like a kiss on the head.
 
I walk toward the table,
this slight view of trumpets and angels
 
and a bleeding son
singeing the evils of man.
 
I pretend to pray:
Father, please,
 
I don’t have a soul at all,
I’m sorry.
 
Candles melting,
rings of golden fade.
 
I watch them
walking their path,
 
racing to the ground.
I like to see them fall.

Andrew Mauzey and Jeff Stillion make music under the name The Sunday Parade and often adapt the various themes and images of their songs to poetry. Their poems have appeared in TreeHouse Arts, Pioneertown, and Ekstasis. They live in Southern California.