The Adoration, by Ed Ahern
First published in New Pop Lit.
There is a secret god I worship
The abomination of light and air.
She is the manna of known gods
Of lust and war and greed.
I genuflect before her
Tithing my hate and envy.
My adoration of her scarred face
Puckers me wizened and sour.
And I would flee her temple
Of acrid incense and unholy water
But do not know where to seek
The god who lives in her absence.
Ed Ahern resumed writing after forty odd years in foreign intelligence and international sales. He has his original wife, but advises that after forty seven years they are both out of warranty. Ed has had over fifty stories published thus far, most also reprinted.