發佈於:2008年
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He fills the flower vases, trims the candle bases, takes small change from the poor box. Tyler has the key. He takes nail and hammer to tack up the banner of felt scraps glued together reading, "Jesus Lives In Me." Alone in the night he mocks the words of the preacher: "God is feeling your every pain." Repair the Christmas stable, restore the plaster angel. Her lips begin to crumble and her robes begin to peel. For Bible study in the church basement, hear children Gospel citing, Matthew 17:15. Alone in the night he mocks the arms of the preacher raised to the ceiling, "Tell God your pain." To him the world's defiled. In Lot he sees a likeness there; he swears this Sodom will burn down. Near Sacred Blood there's a dance hall where Tyler Glen saw a black girl and a white boy kissing shamelessly. Black hands on white shoulders, white hands on black shoulders, dancing, and you know what's more. He's God's mad disciple, a righteous title, for th