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  (  It seems the only thing eternal life has left me is eternal tears. 
For my lost son Christopher; named after the god who suffers. )



            


I knew you before I met you
cage crossing through mad books

your stainless leap
forcep-blessed
matrix-reprieved

weaving bled-shred
embers to god-pled
braving 

the cairn of night
to do full

dubious ends
god's just

flung to hijacked earth as
after-thought
of finer stone

slashed lash skin broke to Moses hues
whose mode struck cursed
to sudden wander

to tower-armed berths annexed next in
your voyeur's finger rage
to run abducted through heuristic sunk-end heads
and sacrifice your brokered queen 

prove your tongue-burning tears
a strangled pen

inched favor from chain-shell shouts 
sieved by sheltering friends

savaged the race-card feeds 
fouled in chilling fidgets

glyphed everyman's advance
to cherish one ascending

giving divinity thought-shadow charges
to dodge doc's sunny reparteé

finally

bipolar glue-power unclogs the gash
cherish your psyche's wormwood-hack
your peace-ink cooling blue
your snow-truth judgement bridged

with one bank and a gun

whose prophet
son of none



_________________
Notes: 
    1.  A journalist once asked the Dalai Lama if he had to reduce the         teachings of Buddhism to one word, what would it be. His response was; "Compassion". 

     If asked to do the same for Christianity, my word, similarly, would be: "Kindness".

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