pictures of jesus
my grandma
had a picture of jesus
hanging on her bedroom wall
it was the one where jesus’ eyes were shut
but if you watched the picture it seemed
as if they were following you around the room
it was a creepy optical illusion
like watching a politician pass a vital law
my aunt had a picture
of jesus on his cross
looking down upon the earth from heaven
i think
and every time i saw the thing
all i could think was
shit, that’s a big piece of wood
the other day
i took a picture of a statue of jesus
holding the two world trade centers in his hands
i was going to put it on my facebook page
with the caption: the
day jesus said oops
but i didn’t feel like
being an asshole that day
so i deleted the photo from my camera
and walked along
until i came to an intersection
with the bright sun bleeding onto the urban stage
of people scratching their asses
and waiting to cross the street
thinking this is as close
to god or jesus that i’ll ever get
so i started snapping away.
You can read this wonderful review of my new poem book Starting with the Last Name Grochalski
right HERE. Thank you Ada Fetters from Commonline Journal!
1 comment:
tou·ché
Post a Comment