ressurrection

Klaus J. Gerken

oh vile insomnia what hast thou wrought
there’s no commitment to a tactile thought
the mind’s a screaming thunderbolt that blinds
the vision that the vision leaves behind

torture tossed the bed’s a grave
that devils shovel close to save
the soul i cannot here relate
what happens but it’s way too late

salvation is not what is tossed
upon the hearth and then is lost
in flames to heaven god saves all

to go to hell and that’s not small
upon the meaning of the cross
that some would worship with their loss

kjg 1228pm 13 apr 2015

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Klaus J. Gerken is on Facebook. Contact him on kgerken@rogers.com and read latest poems in Ygdrasil – a Journal of the poetic Arts.