John 19:38–42
myrrh and aloes
dead of night
city edge
smell of death
climb the hill of skulls
climb the cross to touch his death
sticky red-brown stained skin
last warmth escaping open wounds
free his hands forever marked
wipe his head forever scarred
lift him
gently
down
wrap him
gently
round
carry him to the garden
of tombs and grieving
bury him in a cave
with hopes and dreaming
leave him
surrounded
by the smell of death and myrrh
leave him
anointed with love and aloes
this dark night of death
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