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The Last Supper as Takeout
The command, after all, was Take, eat; not Take, understand.
-C. S. Lewis, Letters to Malcolm
His Grace the Bishop has given his blessing
To a drive-through Eucharist on Saturday night
From six to six-thirty in the parking lot
While maintaining distance and decorum
Maybe
With creamers, sweeteners, paper napkins, plastic straws,
Salt, pepper, sporks, and our super-secret sauce
In a paper sack bearing as a motto
A sentiment left over from last year’s Earth Day
Well, I will go and take and eat, not understand –
A little humility is always in order
