8/3/20 Full Moon

“Brother, do you know Jesus?”

No, I can’t say we ever met.
I heard he was a nice young cat,
a haunted poet prophet
with a crazy father –

I can relate.

But, no, he never took me to lunch
or dropped by the house.
No cards or letters,
or phone calls on my birthday.

He missed my wedding.
I’m sure he was busy that day.
I hear that his children keep him busy,
and then there’s DAD.

It would have been awkward
if he has shown up, anyway.
We would have had to write
a whole new Bible.

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