Friday, November 29, 2013

on seeing The Last Supper

In the end
we all betray you

Oh, we swear it won't be us
for none could turn us

Yet our denials are not the words
that can remind a wandering heart
of the taste of satisfaction found
when restlessness gives way
to rest

So we set forth again
to find
what we already have

We turn our faces toward
the brazen light of lesser gods

But you
you do not turn away
with arms outstretched
you wait

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