Seventy Times Seven
We never do forgive the dreamers. They
Are forced to drink the hemlock. Logic leads
Them to the high conclusions. Yes, we pray
To some of them because they planted seeds
In minds that generations cannot root
Out. Still we crucify such dreamers first
Or send them to Nirvana with their loot
Of revelations. These fill us with thirst
To rid ourselves of holiness, so we
Don’t resurrect them in our lives. We keep
These dreamers far beyond us and they see
That we’re inoculated, so they sleep.
..Christ somewhere goes about his visions, calm,
….Our coolness a stigmatum in his palm.