Charles Darnell Poems

I walk along a melancholy strand,
Hearing music played too far
To be meant for me.
Drifting down the beach,
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Ah Jesus! You do me no favors!
You give me life, but not my life!
You raise me up, what am I to do?
You are borne away with the crowd,
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We tell ourselves that it will come.
It will descend upon us
While we are busy
Or simply laying about,
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Well Lord,
Here I am in the last scene of that last act.
This how you wanted it, right?
You got your crucifixion
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In the early morning hours
the blood dries from arterial red
to sullen black
on the floor,
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The spray hits you in the face.
The swells bring the distended belly
Quickly up then settles with a greenish hiss,
Another and another.
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We lay together,
Reclined in dark,
Your silhouette outlined
By ambient light,
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“Yahoo buckaroo! ”
Your bare butt bouncing
To the clop of your cowboy boots,
Six guns high in the air!
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You lay in all your splendor,
Haughty in your grace
And beauty,
As if saying to Rome:
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Father,
I offer this confession in answer to the purpose of my life.
You sent me in your love before your people
To show them a path to Heaven.
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