Only the Sick Will Deliver Us
"One day the rabbi was riding with a young student. He stopped his wagon at the hut of an old leper, horribly affected by the disease. The rabbi climbed down and spent a great deal of time with the poor [woman]. When he returned to the wagon and recommenced his journey, the puzzled student asked the rabbi who it was that the rabbi had visited with. The rabbi replied that in every generation there is a Messiah who will reveal [herself] if the generation is worthy. The leper he had been meeting with was that Messiah, but the generation was not worthy, so the Messiah would depart."
"As one from whom people hide their faces
[She] was despised, and we held [her] in low esteem.
Surely [she] has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows
yet we did esteem [her] a leper, smitten of God and afflicted"
man handles
my magic
cold as stone and
just as sterile
to home a messiah
its always
in this lifetime
with them
every day
a
may we
ablate enough away
"Tomorrow,
and He[sic] will Deliver us”
no--
you know She,
sick
leper mashiach
has always been festering here.
honor
your own lesions
and find Her weeping from you
in the times
a doctors office
makes you stand still
feet on fire
pray for her
being ready to be born by
when you daven in line
and picking
whatever scabs you want to
save them and your lost hair
to make a holy nest of the
corner eugenics backs you into
honey,
clot
like you're
the slow sip
in the bottom of
a cup that wasn't hot enough
find the divine in your
falling apart parts
let yourself crown the mold
by heart
enforce or adorn the
its crumbling walls
with
melted down scrap gold
the chambers will never stop collapsing
but youll never stop stopping
to, idle,
admire the way the rubble's sparkling
"One day the rabbi was riding with a young student. He stopped his wagon at the hut of an old leper, horribly affected by the disease. The rabbi climbed down and spent a great deal of time with the poor [woman]. When he returned to the wagon and recommenced his journey, the puzzled student asked the rabbi who it was that the rabbi had visited with. The rabbi replied that in every generation there is a Messiah who will reveal [herself] if the generation is worthy. The leper he had been meeting with was that Messiah, but the generation was not worthy, so the Messiah would depart."
"As one from whom people hide their faces
[She] was despised, and we held [her] in low esteem.
Surely [she] has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows
yet we did esteem [her] a leper, smitten of God and afflicted"
man handles
my magic
cold as stone and
just as sterile
to home a messiah
its always
in this lifetime
with them
every day
a
may we
ablate enough away
"Tomorrow,
and He[sic] will Deliver us”
no--
you know She,
sick
leper mashiach
has always been festering here.
honor
your own lesions
and find Her weeping from you
in the times
a doctors office
makes you stand still
feet on fire
pray for her
being ready to be born by
when you daven in line
and picking
whatever scabs you want to
save them and your lost hair
to make a holy nest of the
corner eugenics backs you into
honey,
clot
like you're
the slow sip
in the bottom of
a cup that wasn't hot enough
find the divine in your
falling apart parts
let yourself crown the mold
by heart
enforce or adorn the
its crumbling walls
with
melted down scrap gold
the chambers will never stop collapsing
but youll never stop stopping
to, idle,
admire the way the rubble's sparkling