Ka Ching!

You and I watched 

Sitting by Tiger Bay

The sunset Christ taken down  

dragging sanctity across the city sky like

Alabaster skin in Vermillion slaughter 

Enfolded, infolded 

unfolded 

Event Horizon Golgotha 

Of the

Ever rolling now.

And if

It is not him but then 

and if it is not how 

but who and when

Then have I always been here

By this evening shore 

with you…

And if God is long time dead in me because 

I am not of the chosen few,

Then I am my own weakness

My own dim light 

my own shadow blocks my view

All things must fall 

The bottom must drop out

The whole cannot be free

The tea has gone cold

This reality is short to kiss

Then you may say

How do you know Anything?

Anything at all

I answer obviously 

I look inside myself and see