gospel

i listen

i listen

to my words

for you

no

do not mistake these 

words

and no

do not dismiss

them as words

of flesh

they aren't

they aren't merely

words 

of the flesh

they are 

words

made by flesh

given body through flesh

and fed on blood

coloured 

in the colours of rainbow

and every imaginable 

unseen hue

my words

knocking on your door

to become your words

and your words becoming

my veins

carrying

life

to my heart

and i listen

i listen

to my smiles for you

my smiles waiting at the turn of the corner

waiting for you to appear

so that they can become

your smiles

and no

do not mistake these

smiles

do not think of them

as a lullaby 

masking something sinister 

something deceitful

decorated with marquee lights

burning bright

and killing moths and butterflies

alike

your smiles

becoming

my arteries

carrying

the meaning of life

from my heart

to the rest of my

body

my limbs

glistening

after listening

to the combined gospels

of your words and smiles

the gospels

according to

St. You