It Happens

It feels like a step, but you never move an inch. You offer a seat to gravity and then, when you open your eyes you realize, it was Forbidden Love that killed you, not the guillotine. In your dreams, you dress Judas and Jesus in the same cloth. But, it’s not a reverie and the flock stares back at you with affection. You put your hands in the pocket to hide your bleeding palms. Miracles do happen. In a flash, you return to the womb of God. You blaspheme and the pain subsides. And The Ghost gets blinded by the Holy Smoke.


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