When they're not busy hanging me
they're busy hanging baubles off the
branches on a Christmas tree
it
gives them a meaning, but
it's not Jesus leaning on a lampost
at the corner of whatever street
and that's the street upon which
I'll meet,
and here,
I seek some intervention
nothing so divine
as to make it all sublime
just
an answer for the hanged man
before he does it all again.