Jesus had been thrown out of the café, he tends
to get loud and argumentative after wine.
Water into wine not a good idea.
Outside, he upended a few plastic tables, police
were called, they drove him to the local station
put him in a cell at the back.
A cold cell after a few hours, he was shivering
and they let him out, he had a long walk home
to the cottage he shares with his mother
Jesus is a good lad, they all say so, and no one
but me is intrigued by his name, in this part
of the world, it is a common forename.