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13.vii.23
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I am the god of this book
draft only
for godsbother, philosophy of table tennis
believe
me
there
isn’t anyone else who could be
must
thunder a little just here
you’ve
no idea the care I take
my
seven days have been a lifetime
though
often let the music dictate
I
make commandments
deal
in wrath
I’m
a jealous god
went
through a period of masturbation
everyone
says so
then
there were the drugs, there was booze
people
said I’d grow out of it
they
all obey on the end
I
don’t need any capital letter
I
don’t require holes in my words
there’s
nothing that you can’t say here
I
mean I know you cannot help blaspheme
I’ve
hear it all before
there
was once I dreamt to be a whole shelf
but
it tumbled down too
bumped
my head on the back of the bed
of
course there’ll be tricky theological questions
what
god can please every day?
fear
me!
then
you’ll learn to respect
forget
all about the death of the author
I
mean you shouldn’t read too much into things
I’m
a very literal god
let
me throw in some southerly bluster
for
I am a punning god
I do
tempests too, plagues, famines
fires,
all sorts
I am
the god of this book
emperor
as well
once
I drilled a hole through my own head
so
you could see the music
cherubim,
seraphim, angels, you bet
must
spread my gospel wide
for
I am proselytic deity
and
here, let me smite a little now
(have
to keep in practice)
don’t
worry – they’re only my children
that’s
socialism in one poem!
and
just for you!
you’re
special, as in chosen
I
make all the rules in here
and
sometimes decide there won’t be any
think
of blind god’s bluff
pin
the tail on the god
here
I come, ready or not
do
you know that they wanted to lock me up
said
too much demiurge in top paddock
and so
on
just
doing what other gods did
some
gods gotta do
pause
here please for the anthem
mine
you
can whistle along
show
respect!
and
from respect
there’s
love!
DIY,
like I said before
I’m
made of the stuff
I’m
a self-made god
the
prayers I receive!
tricky
questions re persona
they
say I plagiarize myself
can
quote me chapter and verse
I
like that
do
feel free to make notes in the margins
yes
you could call it a matter of pride
but
I don’t catch up with correspondence
hell,
I can’t keep up with myself
unbelievers
call me this that
I
bolt my lightning down
some
will say a flabby god
some
will say obscure
think
of it all as a paper loss
you
could short me
thank
Pascal for the wager
there’s
always the risk of Armageddon
(try
just spelling that)
no
fudging
I was
put here for no good purpose
so
must make my own
keep
reading
don’t
you dare shut me up in here
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