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A poem.

2 aspects of a Christ.

1.

The hand goes hand in how?  Exacto.

An eye for an E, for E, five thoughts (but only with an app-le.)

And He asks: is your life limned or dimmed?

Hand in—hand in your chits held up in a metal sandbox.

Enumerate your friends? pain? fossils? eyeteeth?

breakfast? not-in-a-drop? spankers?

cask binders? 1-benzylhydryl-4-methyl-piperazine?

Two slashes to the banishment room!

Here sits my sphinx in desert sands and androids, lampreys, chitinous destinies, going:

Redacted.  Redacted.  Redacted.

2.

No.

jesus-and-iphone

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