Friday, 2 March 2007

XI Jesus is Nailed to The Cross


Iron between tendons.
Gristle and wood grain
knotting into
splinters


and a sickening heave
spins everything upright
into clear air
and exposure.


The sun is white.


The pain is white.


White like silence
that begins to flow
through centuries
and finally God knows
what it is for a man
to create
light.


From now on it is a shared creation.

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