sometimes 

like a torture chamber

we are words apart

a block of ice

or

divorce

but who knows why

or cares

since it's simply

me

or

you

or

money

that buys us out

to let the world whirl by

in a zip-locked bag

smocked

and mashing against some rock

some where

somewhere where

we may never row

never know

never ever be towed

for safety

our moment's Now

this moment

to make or brake the other

be friends

or smack each other low

until death do us part

our "marriage" has a shot

a shot

a hot shot

or

plop

it's plop

dead on the spot

plop

*Self Portrait

again

I am

interrupted

fallen from a frame

too tight to welcome

patience

to wait until nothing

remains

resting on silence

ready

to perform

for the first time

again

                             

                                               -Jerry Schroeder, Cap.

*Reflections of  Jean Sulivan:

  -The spirit of resolution and decision that [people] of action bring to business, Jesus applies to prejudice, closed minds, and customs, everything to which the powers-that-be are attached because they need sleep or the excitement of the crowd, depending on politics.

  -Making people laugh is dangerous.

  -No one has a right over anyone, not even God who makes us his friends, as St. John tells us.

  -Jesus cares about fraternity and spirit.  As Claudel says, "Spirit is not in the body; spirit contains the body and completely surrounds it."  Jesus draws us beyond the universe of birth and death.

  -Who is this man who accepts us as we are, invites us to exist within chance and time, without hiding places or privileges, and yet beyond time?