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Dec 2014
That,
Christ we gain,
the pill that guards against the pain
is here today,
The only way to make it go is
praying to the anti pill dot.co.

I,
who stretched out on the cross
could have tossed some codeine phosphate down
never had to wear a crown
no thorns to hide the blood inside
just left it as it flows.

Heaven knows but I do not
what
pharmaceuticals have got,
it must be in the chemistry
a reaction that goes on
inside of me.

That chameleon may linger on
a lot longer than I will
and
another pill
thank Christ for those, but
Heaven knows
that may be wrong.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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