My 490

My 490 

Forgive and forget
The pen and paper
Couple trying to
Play kiss and make up
With your bad day spent
Sleeping face
Down in the shower
While a good night’s
Sleep at a stranger’s
Tries to wash itself
Down the drain.

You can turn up the volume
But you’ll never find
Forgiveness in that verse
You’ll just go deaf as
You hear yourself
Forgotten in the chorus.

Born and blended
Between alcohol and youth
Popularized by
Pretty-eyed girls
It tries to whitewash
Last night’s pair
Of stained skinny-jeans
Making everything out
To be all right
When everything’s
Not made out to be.

It’s another way to
Disregard the
Consequences of
Drug-induced actions
Another way to pass
The blame like a
Blunt around your
So-called closest friends
Taking hits for forgiveness
All the while trying to
Slake your lust
With thoughts of
Tomorrow’s catch.

You’re like Jesus
Blonde and blue-eyed
You’re a fisher of men
And you’re so damn good
Haul your harpoon out to
Galilee and stab yourself
A fresh fish to eat
Then do it again
And again
Until you’ve been forgiven
And again
And again
When you’ve been forgotten.

-Chris Holmes

This poem was meant to be an exegesis for this Biblical verse:

 Then Peter came to Jesus and asked, 
“Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother or sister who sins against me? Up to seven times?” 
Jesus answered, 
“I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times.”

My friend Chris wrote it. Amazing verse, great poem, and interesting story behind all of it. Hell hath no fury like a… broken heart…? Haha


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