Voices on the Wind
Voices from Teen Years
Jake and Jack and Jesus
by Mark Vogel
In adolescent drift so little information is needed,
but there is no doubt Jake and Jeanne
swim in first love. So sad that her passion
for Christ transcends affection for Jake,
despite his blue suit/white shirt/wet hair renouncing
sin before the altar for the first time.
So sad that best friend Jack, born just once,
is horrified watching this transformation
into a fawning dog, for at age fifteen he expects
nothing from adults, but everything
from those living his generation’s promise.
So pathetic that Jake dreams of touch as he mouths
verses, then prays in unison with Jeanne.
For his lust envisions sanctified naked communion,
though Jack, watching from the back pew,
snorts, O my, with his logical smirk that equates
this brand new religion as a cartooned Jesus blushing
at perfect half-revealed teen breasts.
For Jack hates claustrophobic church symbols,
and codified rules functioning like
flood walls holding back the river.
As the music builds Jake’s next wave of desire hits,
his feet shifting like he stands
before a chasm. Jack impatiently waits for Jake—
for new language, and the transforming
effects of college—for a shift signaling
the next stage of maturity.
Straining to touch his friend’s soul, he sees
outside the window how without
warning spring has grown green, with white clouds
and bees—surely with heat