the poet ...

so he says, "you have an agenda ..."
and i say, "no man,
i just want to know if you believe Jesus rose from the dead or not,"
he stumbles for something cool and poetic to say and comes up with
molecules with muscles or some bullshit ...
but the Jesus question just hangs there ...
so i let him off the hook with the old love and fear routine
and we talk about baseball
mark marchetti ...