April 5, 2005:  Maundy Thursday
(February 8, 2009 and before)

“This bread I break was once the oat”
was once my Maundy Thursday
was once my body before the break.

“The great wonder,” she writes,
“is that the human cells of His flesh and bone
didn’t explode”
and I wondered, that Thursday,
as I observed the clear fluid
trickling down the tubing
into me,
would those inhuman cells explode?
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