Memo to a Christian friend

you seem
you really
do seem
so interested
in suffering
thoughtful
and purposeful
pain sorrow
wounds
of hands
feet
and heart
on the Jew’s
flesh
nothing
could be
worse
and more redemptive
you taught

count
for a moment
not a millennium
or two
just a moment
count with me
one two three
one hundred
one thousand
one hundred thousand
a million
one
two three
four five
and six
count with me
are you
still there
come and count
me