Mother Teresa looked
andlookedandlookedandlooked
For fifty years
(under the rug, inbetween the cushions of her sofa, in her sock drawer)

All of that extraterrestrial space
Just yellowed paper and candle wax
She confided
to no one in particular

***

It is important to note
That Mother Teresa

It is important to note that Mother Teresa
Left mountains of paper bundled and stacked
Fifty years in the extraterrestrial space
And that those mountains seemed like pebbles
And that this was her big secret.

They couldn’t fill the space
and t
Mother Teresa’s
Train never arrived.
(anotherwaytosayit)

Mother Teresa
Confided that
Even with her ticket and fifty years on the platform
Her train never arrived.

And so what I wanna know is this:
whaty’ll I get for my ticket?