#460 - death out of the egg

 

2.iv.21

460

2.92

death out of the egg

 

for godsbother

a little mock at the religious garments of so-called thought

 

far in another hemisphere

or a matter of time

it’s remembering someone deep in the nonsense

gone to it now

 

God died

but we’ve still got the other parts

three days tops we put God back together

 

all this for me

and one for all

the loafing fish

big yawn for

throes and fits

 

chocolate to swim

in the upside down world

of what people think

when they don’t think at all

 

they call this day good

for an irony try-out

call this the good news

gospel, redemption

we’re here for strange signs

the thing’s hypnotic

 

witness the inside out head

make a god say made me

 

faggots and flesh

see where we’re burning off unbelief

couldn’t have done it myself

 

quite a story, if unoriginal

 

poor boys runs out of cheeks

there could have been a revolution

but feed me to the lions

 

a fuzzy suffer, one cross each

mustn’t eat today it means

something else entirely

 

eternities of cruel

squeeze to war of course

 

compassion for all fools

and who’s the bunny now?

 

just needs miracles to go