I drew a comic in support of the so-called Ground Zero Mosque; this comic depicts Muhammad
in the first panel in which he appears, I drew him in full burqa. I figured no one could be offended, because you couldn't really see the messenger behind all that.
a couple of panels later, I drew him as a question mark, so you could see him in this poem. Here- Muhammed: ?
I designed a bumper sticker about prayer in defense of womb inns' rights. Intended to offend veryone and meant to be adhered to bumpers in church parking lots. It read:
Thank God For Abortion.
I wrote a play about the duality of Jesus, called "The Crucifixion of Christ's Cock." It offended a gay Catholic in my state school theater class. I told him I was not the enemy.
I jotted down some dreams about the woman I actually loved and shared a couple of these with a therapist. It changed nothing. The woman still (had never) loved me; the casual Jungian analysis did not make her betrayal any less injurious to my soul.
She kissed me- one last time- on the cheek / in a garden / like Judas.
So wonder who or what is betrayed when you:
-panic over worship
-are afraid to draw the prophet
-assail the halted mothers
-deny the messiah's manhood
-feign that dreams of love are easily replaced
Do wonder who or what is betrayed by:
-panic over prayer
-fear to draw the prophet
-hatred of the halted mothers
-denial of the messiah's manhood
-feigned repairs to the heart
(- feigned love met with feigned indifference)
Perhaps God is betrayed; perhaps the truth is betrayed.
Perhaps god and the Truth are one and the same. Or
maybe / "perhaps"
do you
think
(you can
whisper it)
they could be
opposites
?
