Wrists Versus Palms (after something Gary Barwin said...)

Yes, you're quite right, Love is crucified in the wrong place

in most of those depictions in classical art!

The Catholics should just agree they royally fucked that up.

All those wrong litle crucifixes
on the walls of churches just confusing stigmatics-in-waiting,
pixilating wannabe stigmatics.

Love is pierced through the wrists, people.

Love is not pierced through the palms.

When a lover is leaving you, really leaving you,
she or he grabs you by the wrists,
they don't take you by the palms.

Nobody has ever died of love
by slitting their palms either.

It's quite clearly in the wrists
that love resides, and where love

is pierced. Where love is held or let go.

The Romans were certainly a practical people,

and they knew no way the weight
of the dead body was going to be supported
unless you went through that solid cage of bone

we call a wrist. Strong enough in a man

or a woman to hold a dying body aloft.

Say your lover falls or deliberately steps off a cliff....

You can hold him or her by the wrist
and possibly even bring them back.

(And not to forget the wrist-grasp has its emphatic,
artistic effects during lovemaking/fucking.)

The usual binary usefulness and purpose of the palm

is merely to let go. Or hold. "Holy palmer's kiss" of handholding,

if you want to go for that Shakespearian malarkey,

but it's really more a contractual demonstration of love.

Look at the fake way the Arabs do it.

But back to that Cliff....holding on or simply letting go....

You might choose to do that (let go) instead.

Depending on how your lover ended up dangling
off that cliff, I mean.

And when it comes to Crucifixion,
it behooves one to ask, "How did my Lover get up there?"

You have two options, of course.

To let go of the wrist and see if the Crucifixion

goes on without any support,

if the lover continues hanging on The Cross.

And if he or she does, it's generally agreed

you are allowed to walk away from The Cross,

down one of the roads which we're told

(while very young and very impressionable)

always leads to Rome (or more likely Roam).