"Oh, it's blessed are the MEEK!"
ALL THIS AND HEAVEN, TOO
Blessed are the cheese makers
Life of Brian Monty Python
God like a TV
in another room has us
straining to hear above
the drone
of furnace, the gush
of plumbing
the clamor of our brains.
The story is full
of gaps
and full of
narrators slapped
off their ass,
groping the night.
Epistles.
Commandments.
More Marys than a gay bar.
But, what He holds back
enraptures.
We press our ears
against the wall.
Someone says,
“I think He said, ‘stone
thy neighbor,’ or was it ‘love
the blasphemer?’”