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At times God would speak

in thunder, like a cracking whip

screaming into a flesh-flapped back.

It was simple to hear

through the hundreds of opened

ears weeping blood. A miracle

optioned out to the weakest minds.

All one had to do was stand there,

arch and dance

with wrists lashed

to a salt pillar, all for the sin

of saying goodbye.

(Daily Spam 11.8.11)