Altar Call

I’ve come by grace to this sacred time
I call the moment at hand.
I celebrate at the kitchen sink,
this altar, the yes of resurrection

of promise of clean dishes and glasses
raised up out of scum and residue
rinsed under water hot and flowing.
Again tonight I give the altar call:

Clear the table.
Wipe these dishes.
Come on, you kids:
Let’s get this show on the road.

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