Maundy Thursday

Come now, let’s wash the traitors’ feet
then send them with the silver of the poor
to multiply the blood and steal the bread,
until He stuffs this harem with His fill
of traitors killed by grace yet twitching, still.

And such were all of you.

Come now, let’s deputize convenient dogs
to scour hedgerows, rummage under hogs
for prodigals and layabouts and long-knives
unemployed to throng the wedding feast
undressed, and crucify the groom for treats.

And such were all of you.

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