THE STORY OF THE DJINN


A Picture Of Divinia

They are called up from their places,
the dead, the representatives
as they are often referred to, or as djinn.
They show up unexpectedly
and wear various disguises,
speak foreign languages and do
foreign types of things.

Divinia fell off the wall last week and broke.
Although it is never an emergency to fix
a broken piece of glass, it became one.
Two days before I touched glass to take her
to the shop on a litter and the man there
told to treat her with the utmost concern,
she only breaks for a reason. She jumped
off the wall with the most tremendous crash!
It took a few hours to find the debris
as it lay hidden for a while wanting discovery
or rather, Divinia, the dead aunt clawed
her way into the sound of the environment.
She finally spoke.

The dead and djinn arrive too early,
sometimes too late, flow into your blood,
their interpreters mute imposters.
They cannot be paid or tortured, only coaxed.
And then they go away again.
They stay inside their glass
or you invite them to your own religion.


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