1550
5.89
29.iii.24
day God died
for godsbother
radioactive heart glow
you’d think rejoicing –
a liberation
so many crucified
just one god died
is a fish is a lamb is the way
is the light
is the water into wine
holiday
sad God died day
not a celebration
the madness in those
eyes
it’s poor boy got it
and the wars begin
it’s heaven after
just knock
heads bow
to cease thought
here
who’ll carry the
cross?
it’s quite a weight
who hid the eggs?
who’s a bunny?
who’s mummy’s purest of the lot?
may lightning strike
me
his truth, his blood
it’s a boy thing
cheap chocolate,
hollow
all inside
compounded of a
mystery
we had to be saved
from ourselves
the wish of death
this is
no party
day of just fish
and if no fish
it will be chips
but salt at least
the sea of tears
it’s telling the
devil what God said
why bother?
how dull these
theses
nailed up over again
they’re sticking the
great iron pins in again
butterfly specimen
of human this is
you’d think they’d
ring the freedom bells
for crawling off the
wheel
you’d think
but thought is not
required
but died to make the
grind eternal
blame someone
blame the woman
blame a snake
collect your thirty
pieces
go hang
from a tree
sign flashing like
neon
there’s a pile to burn
the heretics!
world rolls this
around
it happens again
it’s still happening
there was a word
and with and was
here’s some
righteous trouble
you’d think the
eagle would leave off with the liver
you’d think we’d
have fire and light
you’d think we might
speak freely now
died to live again
the one who never
laughed
it’s so my Bible
begins
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