Martyr Complex
You hated me, I
Thought you walked too fast and that
Your legs were too long
See the difference?
Hate versus contempt
That makes me better
Than you could be, good.
Because I could not endure
That smile and kindness
Do not return, please
I have had to turn away
From the hallways where
The smell of ash and
Human bodies collided
Shoes and towels and
The idea that
Something was provided that
Would help and not die
And not kill us all in
The process but all war and
All battles will end
We will be standing
Waiting when they bring
Us baskets to fill
With fishes that we
Think Jesus would be proud of
Bearing the same cross
Never reaching our
Perfect crucifixions that
Might bring us some peace.
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Posted Feb 13, 2026, 6:15 AM UTC