Said Mary:
Even I, Mary Magdalene was loved
Even I, Mary Magdalene was loved
For my corporeal sin I
Was forgiven, anointed
In scripture appointed
A place at Jesus' side.
Said I to Mary:
That story was only pernicious fiction
Gloved Medieval sex affliction so
Your name conflated with whore
Celebrated
We all went along for the ride.
Yes, said Mary:
Yes, said Mary:
My seven demons quietly cast
From a biblically accounted past
Pursue me still, mythic
Grown monolithic as
The love of redemption abides.
Cried I:
Your story Paul emancipated, But
Mine now a noose, my post desecrated
Discipled by hangman, by jury
From a biblically accounted past
Pursue me still, mythic
Grown monolithic as
The love of redemption abides.
Cried I:
Your story Paul emancipated, But
Mine now a noose, my post desecrated
Discipled by hangman, by jury
By unyielding fury from Prophet's fear!
A story of sin that misguides.
A story of sin that misguides.
Said Mary to him:
Her story configured by external hand like mine
Through sleight of pain and graft of man
Encumbered by a catholic bent
You threw the hermeneut's perfidious cant!
I ask you:
The greater fiction hers or yours?
The one she wrote with financial cause
Or yours, imagined, paranoia born
Cast through eisegesis a
Woman scorned!
As he loved me, weft of sins untrue,
Reflect love: what would Jesus do?
As he loved me, weft of sins untrue,
Reflect love: what would Jesus do?
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