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Happy Union: A Path To Enlightenment
by Esteban R. Arellano
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
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Happy Union, Texas, August ‘88,
at the waterhole north end of grandfather’s farm
where Kirby keeps his cattle.
It’s evening and a hundred and ten degrees.
Barbas de Oro is whooshing in from south of El Rio Grande.
The chaparral throbs & the cornfields rattle like pissed-off snakes.
I float in a pond, listen to killdeer & scissor-tails.
Frogs plop in the water & ripple after ripple
pass through me --
I’m a buoy connected to Yahweh.
My penis bobs in the swish\swoosh
body of water & I muse –

if Jesus is omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent;
if He is here at this moment,
has He counted every hair on my head;
if He knows me completely,
and I know Him,
having consumed the body
and tasted His blood,
if He is here, now, with me,
does He hover in the clouds,
arms raised, palms turned outward,
pale face, blue eyes,
a halo above His blond hair;
or, is He in the water
nude,
dark, shiny as a stone;
hair raven & in curls,
eyes black & catholic?

“Well Rabbi," I begin,
"It’s like this --”

I talk late in the evening.
And It’s just me & Jesus
-- neither here nor there --
in the heart of Texas,
in a slow spiral,
our heads bobbing
in the swish\swoosh
body of water.



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