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MARY HOLY

Mary holy walked in the bar,

She was met by the hunter in gray.

He took one look at her simple dress

Thought he'd teach her to sit up and beg

He says let me buy you a drink little girl

I'll show you the pulse of the city

My platinum card jumps on command

I'll take you to buy something pretty

Mary laughs and glances through the haze

Says, I’m looking for a guy named Joe.

he's the assassin of all those dreams

his flesh will adapt to my code  

Then in walks Joe the assassin,

unborn boy in his 17th year. 

Sees Mary and drops to his knees in religion.

He hands her a bouquet of tears.

And his eyes are on fire, 

his breath a confession.

their lips touch in benediction

And wings of divinum fold them as one,

and the vows they speak are spoken..in tongues.

The hunter watches, a mess of confusion,

commando of wounded pride.

he wants Mary now in ways that confound  

She’s opened some crack in his mind 

He follows the newlyweds out of the bar,

aching with rage unnamed. 

He falls to the curb in the bitter gray night,

he'd never see her again

But Mary appears again in the doorway,   

her face lit like the day

Offers a smile to the broken man --   

wants to erase his brain.

She hands him a bar napkin scribbled in code

and slips back into the night.   

He unfolds the page,  reads the inscription,

faint in the sooty streetlight.

A war’s being fought in your heartbeat, it says,

but I know you’ll rise gold.

Surrender to the breath of the sun,

the enemy trenches will fold.

Let your history crumble beneath its own weight,

and when the last soldier is mourned…

Tears will break from your battle-scarred eyes,   

and you’ll know what it is to be born.