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Brother Jimmy
Poems
Jul 2015
Half Asleep in the Garden of Gethsemene
It’s really not funny, you know
I can’t …keep …my head up
My eyelids are heavy and low
My blood is all …bled up…
Or maybe it’s drained down below
To my stomach, where dinner churns
Maybe just a quick lie-down, though
But the Rabbi implores us to stay alert
Gah! I can’t help it. My lids are like lead
Peripheral vision's closing in
‘Can’t escape grogginess in my head
He’ll understand...flesh is sin.
I don’t have power
The power of will
In this late hour
With the moon and the chill
The spirit is willing
But the flesh is weak
His anguish is chilling
The outlook is bleak
But even so, I’m just so drained.
Each time my head bobs I make Him weep!
I was made this way, I’ve always maintained,
I just can’t function without sleep
#garden
#tired
#sleepy
#drowsy
#rabbi
#disciples
#gethsemene
#heavylids
Written by
Brother Jimmy
M/Rochester, New York
(M/Rochester, New York)
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