Treasure Island

James Hart

(21.06.53 / Grappenhall, Cheshire)

4 feet


I am poking up through my sheet
I am stretching out in my boots

The sheet I borrowed from my friend
The boots I stole from a shop

The sheet doesn’t keep me warm
The shoes don’t quite fit either

But my friend is with me
That makes everything better

My friend’s feet were pierced,
His hands were pierced as well

His name is Jesus
But why did they treat him so?

Submitted: Sunday, March 23, 2014
Edited: Monday, March 24, 2014

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