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Tryst Feature Poet John Sweet |
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Tryst Feature Poet John Sweet |
| building something darker in the ruins of the human cathedral |
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all of these letters from all of these delicate poets and i am sorry for all of them but have nothing to give jesus christ never cared about any of us victor jara is gone hands broken and body butchered and i find myself in a nation full of priests who would rape my son i find myself looking for something more permanent than belief and there is a man who tells me that my words all feel like attacks who says i might possibly be forgiven but will never be numbered among the blessed and there is the queen of open wounds who says that all she ever wanted was to be loved there is her child and the man who beats her and all of the ones who wait their turn who among them will be chosen to wear the face of god? © 2002 John Sweet Featured Poetry |