Satan in the Desert

Fri, 01 Jan 1999 00:00:00 -0500

Satan on the hills at a high place
looking to restore some kind of order
to perspective: “Look kid,” he says, “it’s like this”
I make you an offer, you make a counter offer-
really, we shouldn’t even be talking
you sure you haven’t got an agent?”

Jesus looks out and lets his glasses
catch the last light on the mountains.
“I’m bigger,” he says, “than all of this.”
Then he jumps on the spot, not even near the edge and

Satan barely starts snapping his claws
for the ambulance, the greenmasked angels,
before he’s realized the little sod
just pretended to lose what he’d always
had well in hand, feet firmly in the dust.

Satan sighs and considers lunch
back in J City where the Baptist
still ain’t signed up. Jesus sings
and over clouds Satan’s tail twitches
from the breeze of a coming rival player’s outfit.

Crews start assembling round
the mock-up of a set and Satan wonders
what sequence his boys have dreamed up up there
for that crossed piece of firewood.

Rainclouds come and then a cloudburst
Satan wonders if that kid’s alright out there
alone, “Sure,” he says, “that kid was born
to rule the desert.”

Jesus claps his hands
and breaks the bread, the disciples chow down;
Judas goes out for a previous appointment.

The birds, hungry, wait on the branches.
Rainclouds swoop and swirl in the desert.
No one answers the calls of Satan’s phone
left lodged in the cracks of the fountain.

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Remains

Sat, 01 Aug 1998 00:00:00 -0400

A house alongside the road

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