his Jesus stole from us the face of God.
We saw only the back he had turned to us
as if no love had rolled away the stone.

The forecast calls for heavy snow again.
The graveyard shift over at Lover’s Leap,
Kill and Evisceration, need not come in.

Somebody is always expecting you home.
Somebody’s saying you’ve been gone too long
and stayed too late, and no good can come of it.

Come fast over a hill
can’t slow or swerve
before it's broken

A naked woman rides a naked man
and vamps, and moans, and both pretend to mount
the summit of desire, although in these