antiphonal waves

peeking through from the outside i imagine hundreds of bodies kneeling in prayer. those in the back are unmoving as those in the front are waving their arms silently asking god to be seen. the walls and ceilings are rusted on all sides and there is no one at the pulpit. the only light that comes in can be seen from the left, a small oval the builder left should he ever return to finish the job.

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