salad

America,
judas
lays
up
at night
drip
drip
drip
static,
religion
like a surgeons
knife,
nothing left
to be had:
tossed like a
salad
from the hot
roads
of
Pakistan,
a bleeding corpse.



i will revisit

take
my christmas
take
my easter
take
my communion
take
my brother;
find my sister:
paint
in
tears.
find your torture,
thru peace
thru war
thru me;
erase my words
erase your
god
erase the holiest
of the holy
from which
to claim your
salvation:
I will revisit
I will be found
I will love
like an
orphaned
child
crying out
in
darkness
Its
ears
at the
bottom
of the
ocean,
untouched.

I will revisit
I will revisit



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