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'Jesus Wrapped' (trg, 10/13/03)

Jesus wrapped too tight will burst all over the place,
wrapped too loose, you'll find him dripping where you'd rather it not.
Plastic wrap works best if tightly folded and welded at the ends.
Tin foil even if wrapped correctly if pressed down will leave pieces,
if not careful you'll find metal mixed going down your throat.
Eat me here takes on a sordid import,
yet if we choose not to eat him we then have no life within.
The plastic may be licked completely clean.
The foil will likely have unseen chocolate left;
worse you could cut your tongue on the unfolded container.
One has aptly said, I like my chocolate Jesus...
on every Sunday I bow down at the altar of the candy store.
I know, most may not like a chocolate Jesus, fine.
A wise profane reposed friend of mine used to say
'You just don't get it, God got all of the earth and such started
and then went off to shop at the malls;
when he's done I'll guess we'll all be done.'
Sometimes I like my religion in greenbacks,
sometimes in lace or other garb,
always in subtle hues of blues, greens and reds
with a hint of amorous aromas,
sometimes in philosophy,
sometimes in skepticism,
sometimes in ethereal speculation,
sometimes under golden domes,
sometimes in the earth,
but most of all
I like it to be in whatever I want it to be.
The atheist and theist, fundamentalist believer and loud non-believer,
both are the same:
Jesus or candy in the package, doesn't matter,
just as long as I get what I want.
Maybe heaven will be everyone getting to go shopping with God
at the endless eternal malls in between streets of pure gold.
Or, maybe I'll reach into the candy dish
and pick out a different piece to eat.

here are some of my words reflecting upon Tom Waits song, 'Chocolate Jesus' and some from a reposed Scott Artist friend of mine, Bill.

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