Pagan

Judaizer about the relative but new
agora’s fringe,

ancient eyes on extemporizing
toes,

rebelling, paralytic, casting aground for
the ideal form–

a pear cell, a host, resurrected
below
gateway’s wall seated crumble;

leathered
in soldierly, common assertion,

banked through
two messianic
skies.

Saint Mendel

I saw you dreamt
of Mendel
as nebbishy as he could be

I heard you dreamt
him sighing
for all he was told to be

I dreamt I slept
aside him
holding his oft sold soul

I dreamt I wept
inside him
forgiving him his asked for roll