A thin tin milagro heart,
pressed
and put to use,
prayed over and smoked;
worn out in task and time.
A silly sentiment
strewn about,
pushed and pulled,
stretched
to meaninglessness.
A gilded ideal,
blinding and gaudy,
revered as solid;
but a pot-metal bauble
lightly masked.
What a folly,
or is it a jest?
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