i.
The messiah sat by the roadside, alone,
Charged with an impossible task and dream
Of bringing the living to life.
"You have been recalled to loving,"
She tried, but they were lost in orgies mild
And she discovered that mocking laughter
Hurt more than thorns or traitors.
ii.
There is a certain pressure of being
Squished together on the bus.
Encroaching personal spaces,
Close as lovers trapped in a single bed,
We do not know each other's names.
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