Opening Meditation
My soul is sad, even unto death. Jesus said.
Or, at least, that's what they said he said, but,
who knows? Maybe he said, instead, Hey Mac,
gotta a light? for his last ciggy. Good craic.
Yet who can relate to such sadness cut
with long term exposure to Liebestod dread?
He said, Let this cup pass away from me.
Second thinking from the Second Comer?
Had years among near-beasts and feral souls
left him enervated, their eyes dark coals
that registered futility? Bummer.
But he was saved at last, able to see.
You wonder, don't you, what he'd say today.
A postmod Jesus, AIs on their way.
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