Blessing by Denis Johnson

I dig this poem…

London, England, 2007 – Erin J. Bernard

Christ, by the dumpster

Peeling and a-tossin’ your lottery tickets

Oh Nazarene, drinking dust

Oh Christ, rising and a-fallin’

Oh, Jesus Christ, givin’ us the finger

In Christ I’ll tumble

Bless, please, the people in art galleries

Lonely as a distant train

Bless, now, the cancer of the bone

The last light making beautiful

The poisons in the sky

And the condemned man in his tuxedo dream

His dream of limousines and innocence

Take off your clothes and come to him in dreams

Stand on the fire escape naked and blest.

With jazz like a rivulet of codeine

The laughter spilling from our broken necklaces, oh

Bless, please, the people in art galleries

Lonely as a distant train

Bless, now, the cancer of the bone

The last light making beautiful

The poisons in the sky

Christ, by the dumpster

Peeling and a-tossin’ your lottery tickets

Oh Nazarene, drinking dust

Oh Christ, rising and a-fallin’

Oh, Jesus Christ, givin’ us the finger

In Christ I’ll tumble

-Denis Johnson

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