Friday, 2 March 2007

X Jesus is Stripped

Unaccustomed air
and gulping
and a space in the crowd.

The man is all skin.
Rude, raw,
as unconcerned as famine,
as thin as compassion.

(A million million look away)

While ribs heave
like the rungs
of a ladder
to exhaustion
and ecstasy.

Dice roll…

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