Joined: 09 Jul 2006
Posts: 52
Location: Arlington, Va
Transsexual Jesus
Transsexual Jesus
I keep writing this poem about
Jesus coming home after working
for an unappreciative boss, anticipating
the joy of peeling off those disgustingly sweaty
pantyhose from aching legs.
In my mind, women in the audience
begin to laugh.
Jesus takes off that vise they call a bra,
lets those breasts hang free. a moment
of naked ecstasy. “If only that husband were here,
I could make love to him like when we were newly married
foxes.
But the kids need picked up from school,
i haven't started diner yet, and honey phone
to say, 'expect two extra guests'."
But the enlightened laughing ceases
and suddenly i hope no one from church
ever reads this.
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Sun Nov 12, 2006 8:39 pm
ms.deidre
Joined: 09 Jul 2006
Posts: 52
Location: Arlington, Va
DarkCK, he had to be a man because they men need such help that Goddess coulnd't send a woman. She'd have been killed by the priests the first time she tried to preach!
Erie, thanks.
You know i posted this on a critique board i use often and was berated by three men. I may be blasphemous to them but i bet Jesus is laughing with us!
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