The Stigmata Afterwards the others said It was just like him To say nothing They remembered that time He almost died Because he didn't tell anyone How sick he was They even administered last rites Second-to-last He joked afterwards Afterwards it made sense why He all of a sudden started Wearing gloves in summer He claimed it was because of poison oak When afterwards one of the brothers Said So you lied He said No I didn’t I didn't get it Did I? Then there was the way He walked like a man Walking on coals Of course no one saw his side Or noticed that He slept only on his left Until the day he decided He couldn’t hide it anymore And showed one brother Who told another Who told another Until the whole monastery knew Then they took him Down to the infirmary Though there was no need to The wounds weren’t infected They smelled Like flowers Growing out of his hands