Judas tosses my skin dough
kneading
Spread too thin
Wood fire burnt, ends
Encrusted mounds & blisters
Slough
fall
Tears another hole &
I become a meal;
A tv dinner deal.
At the last supper, Mary
Sings a hymn &
All the Angel’s
rejoice!
My veil lifted drifts
Chewed fingertips boxed in
Swallowed whole, followed by
An after-dinner mint & toothpick.
But what I really need is a good
stretch.
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