…and when the light came,

I saw the entourage of demons

you bemoaned during the long night,

while I collected your tears

in my shoulder, they were

chained and locked to your hips like

 

spokes in a wheel

circling you,  chanting

and snickering

Tangled, wicked metal

knots around your feet

Below your waist

 

you writhed in agony,  ensnared,

but your face-

in your face  I found the Mona Lisa-

and as you tripped and limped  away

I saw the keys you had hidden

in your back pocket

 

and sympathy turned to fury

the sun burned hot

while I contemplated

angels and demons and

forty days and forty nights

of torture

 

then walked away,

 

cursing you ,

for damning me.

 

 

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God  Made  Man                                                 One Day

 

                                        Quite Simply

                                          He Spoke                      

 

The Word                                                          And He Was               

 

In Flesh                                                                Formed

 

 

                           And It Was Out of Love For Us.