Sometimes I become so vulnerable
at your mercy...
The deer passed
through the thin air of distance...
I saw your cold cadaver.
I embraced your cold cadaver...
Lies.and properganda
You still have those c**ks...
Why don’t you embrace me
as me...
Crucifixion,
shapes, squares, angles, planes...
There was a path of brief moments
_at the table in the park...
You call my poems ancient,
yet read them as if they breathe...
In the Name of Christ
I asked...
Nothing unjust
is ever erased...
From the diary of reluctant Messiah
A bullet...
You say,
“In God we trust...