no thanks to the nazarene
nobody told me what was going on
but I was playing along
sitting in the rear
visualizing all the stations
right there on the wall
the last time I’d been here
I got sick for a month
experimented with oranges
and tangerines
cucumbers & strawberries
anything that could possibly
alter my state of mind
chocolate ice cream
baileys & irish whiskey
usually provided the greatest relief
this time I’m not going in
just zeroing in on those coming out
acting as if they’ve been
saved again
for the umpteenth time
july two thousand twenty-two
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