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Outside a church a girl with permanent

mine deep scratches on her face

silently sells me matches-I light a match

and through the round church window

I see a crucifix propping Gods eye open-

the earth his spinning eye-the cross and eye

bridging time-humanity's leap into a new religious

paradigm; cross and earth meet, man's divine

awareness is complete.That night I light two

matches beneath a full moon and place my

hand beneath the flames and see God the

hooded falcon and Jesus his falcon-they cannot

see the fire in the eyes of each other.

Dreams were my bird of prey as i slept-

I was drawn to a wilderness where Christ

wept nails and howled beneath a full moon.

The wind caressed my wings and his hair-

he looked into my eyes and intoned a prayer

and rain-stones came down onto the plains

and bounced off my bedroom window pane

waking me-in the mirror I could still see the

figure of Christ preserved within my eyes.

I watched the TV and Jesus witnessed history

in documentaries. Jesus returned in a dream,

watched the earth in two streams and altered

its history- ended poverty and war, then drank

from the waters. After waking, this was replayed

in my eyes- Jesus they would vaguely recognize

and in return he didn't accept his reflection

in the waters of the streams.

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With the title, this gave me a pre-impression that the piece would be a sort of stream of consciousness writing. And I had actually read it that way, eclipse. Sort of surreal.

"Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach

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Yes I remember reading the first one. This is a revision, Barry?

 

I like where this part takes me:

 

... I watched the TV and Jesus witnessed history

in documentaries. Jesus returned in a dream,

watched the earth in two streams and altered

its history- ended poverty and war, then drank

from the waters ...

The last sentence is a bit anticlimactic, though realistic, human.

 

Tony

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Larsen M. Callirhoe

very surreal poem. it would be nice if people acted kind and not crucified each other. just not jesus... jast sayin...

 

victor

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