#1690 - locking up the gods

 

1690

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17.viii.24

locking up the gods

 

each in a head

and some say leaf bright

bolt struck

 

make swan or bull

or what-you-will

never raise a sweat

 

what fury!

 

all sorts of violations, claims

all godspread and shouting

 

had to be restrained

we have a management problem

 

their boots and the smoke they pour

till the mulberry creek

 

it’s any doom

 

too old for the mirror so many

and though self repairing

 

they hold time where we’ve gone

say they have things under control

 

it’s every Christmas a day for them

 

so we think out from

mist vista

 

here smoulder

there steam

 

they are a wave of crime after all

 

they’re death and taxes

 

quick getaway

 

against all animality

 

most of the weight is genital

 

and what do they have you by?

 

that’s just rattling the bars

 

would like to plead for their parole

but they’ve swallowed all the keys