when he was a boy High Latin was served at Sunday Catholic Masses

                                                                             freaking mystical had he known the word at the time     

he accompanied his grandmother to church sucker

                                                     he didnt critically think through that

missed Flash Gordon serials airing those mornings on television  frankly to a boy that ought to have been grounds for sainthood  particularly when he later learned a man a Grand Inquisitor who lorded over tortures executions of heretics chronicling each and every victim maintaining lists of families and extended friendships  he was canonised a saint

    Dammit 

             Church suddenly wasnt worth the milk and homemade cookies he enjoyed afterwards

just didnt think it through

                           then  he was a boy

though the experiences were mesmerising

                                             between his grandmother whos native tongue was Polishwho managed broken English and Latin and from the altar and from the sober adults  their choreographed brisk stand ups sit downs on your knees chants hymns chubby hymnals all the proverbial RahRahs Go Team Go  he was rightfully awed by the strange nonsensical sounds emanating from adults throats

                                                              that and they  the humongous Christ crucified hanging behind the celebrant maybe He didnt learn his lessons either corporal punishment was a thing in Chicago schools  and to his fertile imagination there wasnt much of a leap between ruthless cracks on the knuckles times when he pulled his hand away in the nick of time and went to laugh he was cracked across the face with a wooden yardstickYAH there wasnt a leap between cracked knuckles spankings dunce caps and crucifixions

                                                                      NONE  ZIP

but he grew up

his sainted grandmother died  she was a peach plus

then he caught wind of Vulgar Latin  from vulgaris  from vulgus common people maybejust maybe  had Vulgar Latin been used to celebrate Mass an orgy or two might have broken out in the pews

                                                                             maybe that was a kind of church which might have allured him  

when he was young churches were left unlocked at night

                                                            he couldnt count the times during winter he took girls inside to make out  it was warmer 

                            he notched up degrees

only got caught once

didnt know the young outraged priest

might have been a good thing

                               “Now turn to your neighbour and extend a sign of piece.” Pax tecum Piece be with you

Yeah baby yeah!!!

Momma didnt raise no prude     

1526,  ReggaeFriday,  15  4. 22

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