In a castle museum
christ nests
upon a toad
no
it is a dragon
and christ is
on top
not toad but
dragon
not squashed
(really)
by divine repose
just there
under
tail curling around
the corner
no heads crushed
nor heels bruised
a friendly seating
mutually beneficial
through centuries
since carver
set chisel
to stone
the apocalypse would
come a nasty shock
to both
should the optimistic atoms
of their stone fall
for the lake of fire
who,
it's been said, is one hell
of a seducer