Crucifixion

centre of both palms
and soles of our feet
are subjected to bliss burns 
by searing magnetic heat

it feels like crucifixion 
ethereal nails driven through
yet enlivened spine signals
God’s blessings accrue
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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