2024, Ohio River Valley Literature, poetry

Timber Jesus

Take the cool morning breeze for what it is:
a tease a memory like an awkward prom date
30 years after. Rise to the day
the way a fallen tree might if Christ was a Lebanese Cedar knowing full well
you’ll end up with some bloody corpse
strapped to your back.

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