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lightning cracked a crooked cross across the sky above the cross where
been hanging for a day (he was stoned again!) The grew ice threw
knives blew halos hallowed cinders flew together made a for his
feet. were spikes in his sandals, spikes in his ankles... A spike
split the wood, his vertabrae. Spikes in his shins in his chin in
his fingers... Amused apparitions the Marsollaise. We had to look
away, he seemed so fragile. We to offer him a cigarette but it was
futile... no way through. The guards screamed "Front!", guns, splashed
acid.. so we retreated to the shadows squated low and said a prayer
clicked out of sight there are fights, there were fanfares.
flashed across the cenotaph. played in the pits, spitting crisps,
icecreams. A spiv threw an auction for his autograph. I never
thought it would finish quite way. No resistance not a word to say but
maybe we'll meet in heaven. We can talk about good old days. I believe
(at least I to believe)

The angels landed their throats and chorused "Crown Him!" They
poured a potion on his hair it nearly drowned him. they called a
minute's silence. They called the clowns in and a cripple his foot
and did a cartwheel the hill... turning once for his wisdom, twice for
the moon. A third as the thief cried "It's judgement day." He rolled
his eyes, ripped his shirt rolled in the dirt. Applause ripped the
heavens and blew the away. The laughter died as schoolgirls passed
around the tissues. Pretty patterns while a message said "We'll you.
Bless you. Bless eyes." And the bell rang twice and we fell as his
lips moved. We stared in silence as the news guy scribbled furiously
down his final words: "I made mistakes. I've a fool. I tried hard byt
never that what started so well could end in misery. But my motives
were good. I thought you all understood... Just don't be hard when day
is in history. You mistrusted me? ...," And he died with his eyes
on... ash for ashes dust for dust a lust for a must for dust die with
your on...

Nomini spiritus sancti filia