easter

if there is resurrection,
let us crucify everything we have broken.
your heart. my heart. our words. our hope.

if there is resurrection,
let us slit the skin of meaning.
shatter the bones of syntax and grammar.
let all our promises be hanged.
let us mock them, condemn them for everything they were not.

if there is resurrection – and there is resurrection –
let us wash our hands of what we have done,
stand back, watch it die,
feel the earth shake, see the sky turn black,

and in the morning, rise.
come, walk with me, my love.
together we will stare,
astonished, at the place where we laid.