Underpass Jesus

Born
To M. her name is Mary
In the underpass
On a cardboard box
By the half pipe crack pipe
Skateboard park
Wrapped in swaddling
Grocery WINCO bags
He lay in a cradle of
Damp, musty old wool coats
No room for shelter
or the Cabana Wi-Fi Inn.
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