the last supper

the last supper

A Poem by Marshall


Break bread 
as wood
set the table in symmetry
serve wine in decanters
sit, pray
eat to remember

the ark of the covenant
kingdoms in biblical times
unscathed testimonies
time tested rituals
follow through

to eternity
forty days of flooded alcoholic nights
blind stupor
fall in love
die slowly.

is there a kingdom
waiting?

Not sure yet.


© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, 3 days ago


© 2014 Marshall


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Added on November 7, 2014
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Marshall
Marshall

Auckland, Manukau City, New Zealand



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