Monday 27 August 2012

Jesus


remember when i was young?
i talked to you about all the things
that scared me and how much i loved you
and how thunder was you bowling
and the wind was your sweet breath.
remember how i wrote your name on my locker,
how i sang to the stars and sighed
your name in sleepless wonder?
remember how i went to jail
and called your name in hatred.
all the times i killed your disciples
and poisoned your fishes
acid tabs in your blood and poison in your body.
remember how I ached for someone to talk to
when the park closed and all the squirrels went to sleep
for eternity?
jesus, remember the shirt you borrowed from me, well, i want
it back.

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