Outside

On the edge
Illegitimate
(according to some)
in both sides of the
Separate/similar tribes

Trying to
say/think/do/feel
the
right
things
(according to whom)

That I might move

Ever so slightly

Closer

To the

Inside

Of you all

Pastor Punch

Squeezed all the goodness out of the last one

We'll squeeze all the goodness out of the next one too

Making new wine after all

(no expense spared)

Pastor punch

Mary Musings

I played her once

Mary

In a spectacular fantasmagorical 
That was 

Quite unlike her life
(ok nothing like her life)

She had

No voice 
(no surprise there it was the 80’s afterall and we preferred our Mary silent then)

Simply embodied
She embodied

And I wondered what
 It would have been like 
To be her

Bringing so much light 
Into so much darkness


Schizophrenic

sign me up
i’m all in
yes I can
happy to help
i’ll be there
you can count on me

sorry i can’t 
(you’re not safe)
changed my mind
(i can’t take)
any 
more

pain
rejection
loss

sign me up
i’m all in
yes I can
happy to help
i’ll be there
you can count on me

sorry i can’t 
(you’re not safe)
changed my mind
(i can’t take)
any 

more

How

How did 
Koinonia 
Come to mean 

Women in fur coats
And 

I/we 
Don’t belong
Really
(and never will)

How did
 I preach the Word of God
Come to mean 

Misogyny 

and 
and 
and

Help me Poppa
In all the undoing

You are doing 

In me/us

To keep You

The reality 
Of 

You

Heal Your church Poppa
Heal me/us
Help me/us to find

Your good way

The 
Way

How


Snow Day

What would it look like 

If

We 
(His kids)

Laid down

The Bigness

The Production

The Work

Of

(serving/ministry/calling) 

For Sabbath 

And
(rather)

Simply

(on that once weekly glorious day)

Played and 
Rested and 
Loved and 
Lived in 

The divine playground
(that is the extra-ordinary privilege of) 

Being a 

Child

In the 

Family 

Of

God

What if we took 
0ur divinely decreed 
Snow day
every blessed time
(no half-tos) 

What if we did all that worthy work
(paid and unpaid)
(on the platform and off)
On the other 

Six

What would it look like

If


Boxes

We’ve got you in a box
You’ll never get out you see
‘Cause we made the box
And 
We have the key

Tee
He(e)

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