Holy Days by Jeremiah Walton

Planning revolutions in bars
Sucking on America’s bruises,
A sweet taste
we forgot how to worship.

 
My temple is my
environment. &
it is
always
changing
its clothes

 


Jeremiah Walton is 18 and is backpacking along the East coast. He manages Nostrovia! Poetry, WISH Publishing, The Traveling Poet, and works as an editor for Underground Books. Jeremiah’s personal blog is Gatsby’s Abandoned Children, where his poetry collections can be read free online.