Another point
Another view...
Charred flesh doesn't sting the way I'd imagined
But when shivers cross my spine...
Trust in the madness
of which brings all the torments...
He could never have
the woman he loved because...
That is us hanging
from our shared index limb like...
I am nobody
though in my nobody-ness...
Everything is packaged in the prison of time
until it grows soul...
No gender,
no savage man and no shrew...
His name is Moshe Spiegelman,
A programmer by trade...
This is the story of a man
Who hailed from Magdala...
It was a grand celebration!
And a royal coronation...
Hey there girl, does your mother know?
When you left, did she see you go...