Poem: Lo and Behold

 

ecce homo

this Jew ex machina

who’s purloined Pauline

aphorisms

crashed the Whore

of Babylon’s machinery

 

— a sudden stoppage

in the

constant(ine) gears

which had weathered

the (st)orms

of barbarism and buffoonery —

 

died on a tree

say it

(s)aint so

devoid of (e)motion

qui(e)t, silent even

as the public gawked

and prodded

pierced

b(lo)ody hands agape.

Agape! he cries,

Love!

through the tears

renting his b(lo)ody flesh

almost as ba(l)dly

as we have

rented his b(lo)ody

super(ficial) image

through the years

perpl(ex)ed

(conf)used

gored

in the

par(ox)ysm of death

he begged

his go(o)d forgive

those who

(k)illed him

with their fears

 

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