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Popping acid with Jesus

 

we both stared
at the scars
on his wrist

we both watched
the nails
as they were
hammered
into his soul

we both saw
the blood
spray the crowd
gathered at his feet

we both pleaded
for God's
love and mercy

we both listened
to the silence
that filled
the heavens
in reply

we both sighed
why hath thou
forsaken us?

then...

we watched Mary
drop her robe
and beckon us
back to bed





Harry Rout
Written by badmalthus (Harry Rout)
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