Popular Posts

Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "No Orchids for Jesus of Nazereth".



Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "No Orchids for Jesus of Nazareth."



"FUCK U!" -he wailed, doomed, dammed by soldiers, to drag his heavy lumber, in the shape of a Cross to the place of execution.
"Take THAT! -Bastard!" -exulted a soldier, delivering yet another "lash".
"The King! A King of the Jews!!!" -heckled one of the crowd.
LASH (of chains?)
LASH (Give him a crown of THORNS!)
LASH (forward);
An electric conveyance of pain.

Upon summit, a long past "grassy knoll", the "Hippie-freak" got his Nihilist deserts:
BANG!
Nail, left hand!
HAMMERED, Nail
to the right!
"Cross ya feet, Dog!"
NAIL! NAIL! NAIL!
"FUCK U!" -cried the Crucified; adding, "I PISS on U even as I die!"
(which he did!)
"Fuck U, asshole!" -responded a soldier, and jabbed the felon with a spear into his left side: "BLEED PROPHET!" -he guffawed.

A crowd had gathered. The usual riff-raff. Mostly women, strangers, the curious, subscribers of the Cult of the Dead; a.k.a. body snatches. Nobody important. But not too faraway a bunch of dudes, the Crucified's followers, shivered like frightened cattle, speaking UN-ended sentences, but only one amongst them - the one who had last KISSED the Crucified - slink ed away leaving the rest to their dithering and fear!
"FUCK U!!!"  -the Crucified cried, groaning, who hung on for two hours...and then expired.




c2016/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/sciacca-sicily.


No comments:

Post a Comment