EZ Jesus

You like to have Him
handy,
polished
and pierced
and ready
for faction,
the dangling savior
on a chain you wear
around other
people’s necks.

You have a spare
in your pocket
and sometimes you
fish Him out,
rub His belly,
say His name,
and you feel
so lucky.

He’ll come running
if you call Him.

“Do you see the way He looks at me?”

Loyal, agreeable, reassuring,
He has a tool for every purpose:
rod,
rope,
staff,
baton,

and a quick reference user’s guide.

You circle the important parts.
The rest is outdated and mysterious,
hard to understand.

Eye of a what?
Blessed are the who?

“What would He do?
Why, anything I ask.
Do you really not see
how He looks at me?”

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