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Wednesday, June 06, 2007

St. Christopher 

he carried jesus to the pagan civilizations
he piles stones on the crossroads
blocked energies pile spires of prayer higher
and the old language fled west w/ us beyond the hills

he carries jesus manacled in silver chain to a tomb deep in the cold
the Black Iron Prison at the End of Time
where electron ghosts scream endless hosannahs to their superconduction
ice and iron fleckt w/ gold
Time measured in chroma scintilla decay products of protons:
calvinos and borgesons backwards stagger wanka radiation

we spin out souls and jump into a cosmos carrying jesus
and a condemned circles babbling
they say ‘hi!’
and jump out your eyes
pushing spirals higher stone piles encased prayer
before he came
they spoke to the stars

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