Last Supper

Lamb of God I dare you

Take away my sins from the world

Steal what solemnly belongs to me-

As you read psalms, sing hymns, and praise in righteousness

Lay bare in cracks of cobblestone

Slovenly feeding me Acts of Contrition

With sharp wooden spoons splintering my dry sinful tongue

As I eat and drink your “flesh and blood”

It is said I will be given eternal life

But I do not abide by you
It is not I in you

And I will not be called to your supper

Though I am worthy to receive you

Even words cannot heal me

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

I get the impression of one who was once faithful and broke with the church for reasons unspecified. JC and the RC Church get a raking over the coals in this one. The imagery is imaginative and makes the point sharply. I wonder about the last line, though. "Even words cannot heal me." Heal of what? Is there some deep wound for which the church is held responsible? Much more to this work than meets the eye.