if I were a Christian –

let me have another minute with the king please

I need to know when I’ll die and how

uncertainty is not good for my anxiety – aching cramps

in my side utter prophecies I cannot understand –

who is the sea beast? Who the land beast? Can

we come up with more convincing answers

than we have? –

(they should not read Revelation

to children) -- What was

St. John saying of the ages? – When

will the angels descend upon us

with death and destruction, renewal? Will

Christ surely hang a double-edged Sword in

his Mouth? We

ache for Jesus, give in to Jesus, imagine

all the world

communing with him

at Calvary, the Mount

of Olives, Gethsemane; but

we are caked with worry

for his blood is too rich

for us to take – in subsuming unction it purifies Us – we

the stumbling acolytes

of a surefooted Lord lying in Wait

for us

with longsuffering Grace --