It ain’t easy walking
the market center or alleys,
or getting around the looks of folks
as if each had murdered someone
with a broken gaze.
Jesus stands at the corner of Division
and Main, hands loose at his sides,
neon heart blinking—
folks seem to get nervous being around him
lately, as if they are talking
like he should be dying again real soon
at the hands of their neighbors.
Tim J Brennan is a 1983 UWEC grad. His poetry has appeared in Twig, Up North, The Lake, and Talking Stick. His plays have been staged in Milwaukee, Colorado Springs, and most recently in Taos, NM. Read more from Tim.