BELIEVE
REASON TO BELIEVE
He was 5 when I met him 8 when he said: If I killed
somebody would you still be my friend? He was named
after the prophet Elijah The one we open the door for at the
end of the Passover seder The one who stumbles drunkenly
from house to house drinking Manischewitz for free which is
likely the only way it should be drunk
Eli I replied: Yes No matter what you do I will be your friend
+try to understand Even if I’m in prison? Yes even then He
was already shackled to a narrative of woe Mother schizophrenic
Eli beaten +abused by various Dads Lost hearing in right ear from
a boxing gone wrong
One day he accidentally (?) hit me quite brutally with a plastic
golf club Still his friend I encouraged using words instead of fists
I who hail from the tribe of a vengeful God He of the big 3 Tormented
Job +demanded human sacrifice on occasion Let my people go!
And here I stand yet again on the precipice of freedom Every decade
we take stock of the prisons we live in Dig in deeper or tear it all down
+start over again Exile is always the price from: home 5000 CDs
4300 books 2 tvs friends family And your father’s grave filled with
Pagan miniatures
Vengeful God we are outta here! Some leave on a day much like today
Sky berserk blue Exodus the territory of: cancer ridden the broken hearted
+the down on their luck Me + You? Freedom and it’s brother exile generally
not for top of gamers But maybe they are just blinded by the light of lucre
+success And never stop to think that in the blink of an eye the rungs up may
become the rungs down
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Spring 2018 ..in 1 day
Jacob’s Ladder
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