<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527876" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mary and the Old Priest.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The old priest sat <br>in the dark of the <br>confessional. A girl <br>had entered on the <br>other side and knelt. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A rustle of clothing, <br>breathing, a cough. <br>He was prepared for <br>the list of sins, the <br>the soft voice verbal </div><div style="margin:10px 0">sprouting, the usual <br>schoolgirl misdemeanours. <br>Yes my child? He said. <br>Mary on the other <br>side stared at the grille, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">tried to make out which <br>was the priest. Bless me <br>Father she began, then <br>the list ran. The priest <br>placed his hands over </div><div style="margin:10px 0">his ears. The list was long, <br>indelicate, touching on <br>the obscene. He fumbled <br>with his beads, tried to <br>make out the voice, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the owner, which girl? <br>He thought, peering into <br>the grille, his eyes searching <br>through the semi dark. <br>Mary pushed her knees </div><div style="margin:10px 0">together; she sensed the <br>need to pee. She knelt holding <br>herself in, pushed her hands <br>between thighs. How long <br>was the old codger going to be? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She mused. The priest coughed. <br>Sniffed, tried to discover the <br>scent. He said the usual words, <br>about trying to avoid the occasion <br>of sin, have faith, and so forth </div><div style="margin:10px 0">uttered in a strained voice. <br>He peered hard. The outlined <br>figure fidgeted, moved from side <br>to side. Never in his born days <br>had he. He uttered the absolution, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">made a sign of the cross. Then <br>she was gone. The light there <br>then not there. A smell of sin? <br>What was it? No, not urine?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527876" data-title="Mary and the Old Priest. de Terry Collett" data-description="The old priest sat in the dark of the confessional. A girl had entered on the other side and knelt. A rustle of clothing, breathing, a cough. He was prepared for the list of sins, the the soft voice verbal sprouting, the usual schoolg..."></div> </div> </div>

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