Small Town John

I went to see.

To take space.

To hold ground.

I saw your work.

I was not surprised.
Teaching your audience about Jesus.
Likening your subject to him.
Preaching Joy.  and Love.

and I
wept.

for the duplicity.

at the injustice.

and: for the picture you get to paint of yourself.

to show the world.

While in secret
you
held
me down.

with the strength in your upper arms and
i
twisted

away.

there was no

Joy

in our

Love


you are: abuser

of the weak

destroyer : of innocence

leecher of: freedom.

i am not: survivor...



you are: taker.

hideous: is your facade.

i am: broken.

beautiful is my scar.