Dialectic
Fri 01/06/06 at 1:17 pmAnd if I give all my possessions to the poor, and if I deliver my body to be burned,
but do not have love, it profits me nothing. 1 Corinthians 13.3
I.
I sleep now
facing your ghost.
II.
Take, eat.
Take, eat.
This is my body
This is my body
Given for thee.
Given for thee.
III.
It is not good we should be alone.
Isolato.
Whither thou goest
Follow me.
For as long as there is love,
Love one another.
January 6, 1996
Copyright © 1996 by cko
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