Constantine Pebbles

 

God's finger looms over India
and God's eyes are the roofs of cathedrals
the world over.

 

Tremors bloom underneath the earth
but Constantine pebbles cannot be seen moving
on the beaches.

 

Dreams are suppressed from birth
as we learn only to look three feet ahead
on inland streets

 

and so deathbeds, it seems,
are filled with hands wishing they'd been walked on,
clinging to regrets.