Amputated, Amateur, Actor

I can’t stand on my own two feet.
Greater love has no man
than that he should lay down
his life for his friends.
What about a man who would
cut off his leg?
How is he supposed to stand?

Doctors
aren’t allowed to treat themselves.
Dentists
don’t pull their own teeth.
Psychiatrists
don’t evaluate themselves.
I can’t go on without a sounding board.

I want my leg back.
I try to hold on to her
but she doesn’t hold back.
After all the times I’ve played
doctor, psychologist, pastor,
no one will play for me.
I want my leg back.

Poems are brave things

Full-body Church Service

She pays lip service to God
and head service to her man.
I don’t want to judge,
but it’s inherent in opinion.

I don’t want to judge,
for that would remind me
that I am the least of these
and the same as them.

For where they give their time
to their hands and lips,
I give my time to my eyes
What does God get?

A poem in German

With apologies to my German professor.

I will Understand You

Ich will dich verstehen.
Ich sehe dich auf der Straße
Ich sehe, dich sich von jeder ab wenden.
Alles ist dieses fur dich.
Ich erinnere mich an dich.
Ich weiß, warum Sie sich drehen.
Ich verstehe dich.