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I'm behind a dull white Chevy sedan
developing a lived-in look
while waiting for a greener light

With more than sufficient time
to read two rather ragged bumper stickers
in radical red,
relentless white,
and smoky blue.

The left side message
right in front of my resting wheel
reminds me of my waiting shame
that Jesus had to die
because of my personal sins
for which no one else
could even be partially
pulled out to blame

Only confirming
my bad-self flame
burning along with
a ZeroSum Win now
to delay Losing later
our all-in financial
and partisan lame game

Selling out to our competitive patriarchal
hierarchical shame
of predative corporate Christian Capitalism,
which is what remains
of Cooperative Economics
after squeezing all natural 
indigenous spirit wisdom
out of wealth 
is health optimizing life.

If only I were less selfish
and lazy
about mediating good-faith
healthcare co-investment cooperatives
as I move along
through each nonviolently communicating
day and night
reflective song

Bringing me back to the bumper sticker
on my right wing
reminding
rewinding glee,
There is room left
at the Cross for me

Which immediately feels threatening,
ominously judged
and found collectively guilty
for my personal lack of faithful 
healthy Soul,
big shortages in potential win/win co-investments
like gratitude for PolyCultural GreenHealth Communions
wherever I might stumble into them again
acting like We care
about health wealth resilient US.

So, I'm tragically predestined
to climb onto the same rugged cross,

[and why is our cross always so iconically "rugged"
rough and primitive
ragged and wretched
manly and rapacious?
Why never graceful,
flexible,
poignant
transformative
potentially metamorphic
compassionate?]

Losing today
to maybe survive until tomorrow morning's
StraightWhite God
declares redawning 
punishing 
timeless omnipotence
to judge all my individual
worst and best tomorrows.

Yes, 
there is a room for me
at the patriarchal foot
and the capital head
of threatening
punishing mortality
inflamed by oppression
of LeftHemisphere dominant
StraightWhite PatriCapital
anthro-divine individualistic
monotheistic supremacy

Worshiping healthy SunEnlightened humanity
by denying a wounding 
disempowering Cross
we have win/lose ZeroSum created
and recreate each day
between each nightmare
against sacred Earth's polycultural communioning
reunioning

Reweaving
communication's win/win NonZero Soul
optimizing sacred Integrity's
ecological 
economic empowering 
EarthWealth

Of a love so radically 
recklessly lived-in liberal
Jesus could get more democratically down
off our CapitalistCorporate cross

And then
I'm suddenly no longer behind a dull white Chevy sedan
developing a lived-out look
while waiting for my greener light.
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