Thirteenth and the Last
(Stations (!) of the Cross)
Thirteenth: -the body of Jesus is laid in the arms of his
mother
Reader: We adore you oh Christ and we bless
you
Mother: Because by your holy cross you have
redeemed the world.
Reader: Her tears ran down her cheeks:
Mother: Because she had none to comfort her
Because I want
his absence beatified I want it
to prove its miracles. I want its
limbs to skip, I want its
hands to caress my hair. I want it!
Not to be! Not this wet weight. Not this,
this ... I want it,
something other than want-
my gut in my throat I want
God I want him back, alive to me back I,
Fourteenth: - Jesus is laid in the tomb
Reader:
We Adore you O Christ and we bless you:
People: Because by your holy cross you have redeemed the world.
People: Because by your holy cross you have redeemed the world.
Reader: You will not abandon me to the grave:
People: Nor let your holy one see corruption.
instead of, Jesus, God, Mary,
what sin I want
noise his noise I want
his scabs his sweat I want
it all on my lips I want
not these hard white beads I want
his knuckles under my thumb, his feet I want
before they run with him run away with him I
want him.
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