POETRY: Catechism, by Brett Foster

Catechism Brett Foster

What sort of belief would you say is yours?
Porous. Calibrated to the times. The week.

In what ways has superflux affected you?
Too much esteem. Tuned finely to the body’s work.

What do you fear has not been delivered?
The disease of courage. Will it be required?

No questions, please. Can you see yourself tested?
I have never suffered for anything.

In how many dimensions is your faith?
One thin one, at least. [Aside] Was that a trick question?

What is the single thing that sustains you?
Abiding hope that being here’s made good.

Care to clarify? Care to offer last words?
I offer essentially nothing, but enough—

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