Christian Nationalists, Friday Night

Christian Nationalists, Friday Night


Down here we have the real ones, 

like my friend’s co-worker, Justin,


who told Chase to summon his troops

while he called his cadre of men 


for the chance at a kind of Southern 

symposion, a Deep-South dialectic. 


Their stance was largely foreign 

to me, but I went for love of Chase


and interest in the type of militant 

hermeneutic maneuvers required 


to mold Christ’s face to Washington’s, 

pulling in about fifteen minutes late


to about fifteen people milling around 

a beer cooler in Justin’s backyard


like Syrian women at a well. Knowing

just one other, I shook hands and tried


like hell to look the type who cared

about their names, while scanning


for some sort of sign to make clear

who was here with my people 


and who came from the other side. 

I didn’t get very far before it was time 


and we were all called to the fire.  


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