Body of Christ

I am not standing in the line of a church buffet

forgetting to eat I walk past the mashed potatoes

that the elder delivered to the table

Some eat and are poisoned by the free dinner

hospitalized and dying this year

it is not good for holiday business

The body of Christ is walking around

a leg here a nose an eye

the organs directing themselves

Does the nose thank the eye for seeing?

What can the fingertips feel that the ears

are forever longing for?

The skin most precious container

holding the outer remnants together

rising and falling with breath

How many followers left when Christ said

“unless you eat of my flesh

and drink of my blood”?

They were not ready to consume Him.

Body of Christ