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.
Tag Archives: religion
not enough heart go ’round
build you a tin man jesus: make
him a smile a sorrow pocket paint
annually over the rust replace
the occasional broken bolt
rename it revival
