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Kissing Doorposts
i sometimes wonder
at how strange i must look
if i could look at myself
with outside eyes
i
who had no use for G-d
in childhood
and spent adolescence
in defiant desperate doubt
i
who had never learned
to pray
i, the one who thought
he could have no G-d
and no place among holy things
i am kissing doorposts