What will you do when the flesh shrivels.
When the lines form.
When the cosmetics refuse to cover.
When the ****** becomes fickle.
When the baby comes.
When the abuse you feel.
Oh darling flesh....
When will you yield?

© S. Wesley Mcgranor

Protestant stand,
pick up your cross and liveth -
in the East.

© S. Wesley Mcgranor

The Lord is
not Jewish; yet he was so
at the Cross.

© S. Wesley Mcgranor

Demure she was to me;
demure she doesn't want to be.

Needing drink,
she excites unduly
with spirituous liquor,
confident or not;
sitting on it
she ponders...

She with fortitude swallows with valor.

© S. Wesley Mcgranor

The technocracy gathers the museum pieces categorizing ideally to undermine and de-emphasizing objective understanding for the sub-categorized priest-craft, drafting a temporal framework for God. In bargaining as it accentuates its void for evangelism.

This classification, this legal ordinance, this academic dissertation and that context of its time.

Then Mary...

© S. Wesley Mcgranor

As the Baptist
heads for the Roman Catholic alter.

© S. Wesley Mcgranor

Catholic Convert
walks
down
the run-way.

© S. Wesley Mcgranor