You say you are
chief of sinners.
If I know I’m worse,
is that prideful?

aBandoned cheese factory
recipes sold
hand-cheddaring’s gone
remember the taste
The pierced lamb stands
on the throne under the star
where the young child lay
From His side poured blood and water.
John saw it and his witness is true.
each time i touch your back
that knot —
tension?
anger?
or simply sadness?
at night I glide my hand over your bare back
this is how true love feels
Lifting that roast fowl
from pan to plate I rip my back
Turkey’s revenge?
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