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Unveiling ELOHIM: A Poetic Reflection on Gathering

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Preach Preacher

ELOHIM

I scrutinized this plaque
upon the wall. *Greetings!*
We smiled through the door.

Angels’ pitches rose & fell,
fervently dancing churchgoers sang.

We observe from the back,
the music stopped &
Ninja rolled up bellowing:

“THE PURPOSE
OF THIS CONGREGATION
IS NOT TO SHAKE & JIGGLE
BUT TURN AROUND!”

His deep voice advanced:

“Sisters…
when your God-fearing brother
chirps tonight, **Come perch by me –
let me hug you (my friend)
for that wonderful dinner:

see phallus rising
like the morning sun?

Say: ‘You forgot what
the preacher said earlier
son?”

Jesus Christ: Lost in Translation.

Skendong

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