john bennett | surfer of the unspoken secret

Surfer of the Unspoken Secret

The last
of Christ,
the one he
gave in to.

He promised
her sainthood
& then
rose into
the sky.

She tried
to follow
but plunged
into a
river of
menstrual blood.

A street
corner afterlife.

The sly
way he
watched life
pass by.
He knew
there was
more to

of the
unspoken secret,
riding the
perfect wave.

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