how long must i put i with you?
jesus answered his own question...
until the rooster sings and the sweat stings and the mallet rings
and a hillside of demons smirk at a dying god.
how long? long enough for every sin to so soak my sinless soul
that heaven will turn in horror
until my swollen lips pronounce the final transaction: "it is finished."
how long? until it kills me.
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