Monday, April 23, 2007

The Sacrifice



A
man on
my street to
day brought out his
kid and had him baste
himself with Vaseline
and gasoline and just like
Abraham come home again he
bummed a match and balancing on the
highwire of his faith he struck a light and
waited for the Lord to come suggest he use
a lamb instead but then a white dove fluttered from
thin air (the air thin with miracles) and set himself
ablaze for all to see (proclaiming no doubt the
sacrifice of the spirit) but a burning
feather settled in the can and did all
the onlookers to a greasy turn,
all except the boy who didn’t
burn for some reason, only
sat there singing merri-
ly merrily mer-
rily merri-
ly life is
but a
dream.

4 comments:

Canterbury Soul said...

great structure, wonderful story.
thanks!

Atyllah said...

Wow! Brilliant. At a loss for words.

Minx said...

You Atyllah? Lost for words?

Nice pome, but that bird is flapping Carver, stop it now.

L.M.Noonan said...

Evocative and inspiring