god portrayed as a lightpost brigade leaning lazily upwards

Is there a God? If so, what is She like?

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god portrayed as a lightpost brigade leaning lazily upwards

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god portrayed as a lightpost brigade leaning lazily upwards

the sullivan wrap intrudes upon sacrifice
giving umbrella'd fantasies to gargoyled enemies
plastered against feigned sky turbulences
amid the encroaching wharves in staid purple

the faltered banana over-ripe with homeric odysseys
churning the vagrant alleyways for protuberances inlaid
in paths of majestic indifference winding loosely
in gravity's knots across bouquets of dried viruses

majority rules the quaking oats grown on sorrow’s soil
impregnated with tomorrows going thru flasks of ninety proof
sidestepping condolences mimicked by over-coated pedestals
ruminating nightmares crowned with thistles in bloom

injustice lines up on four legs begging for bones dehydrated
by solstice endings forsaken by the lollipop crowds
delirious for open awareness’s addressing caustic embellishments
on kneepads woven with satanic imagery gone comic

the laffs of one thousand herons wading fortuitously
across swamps like idyllic notes banging remorse codes
processing hydrants of spew across deserts void
encapsulated thru the monotony of lips drooling in fear

the bucked stars infamous in their shiny lies
distort the moribund joy of deaths busy signal
to ears filled with kernels of confusion
rotating in circular fury behind pupils gone blind

the sashes of levered pistols cocked in delight
erect the definition of manhood lost in reefs
buried by tears dropped like turds from glass asses
blown by drifts of snow-clad snakes shimmering in toledo

the macabre melodrama lives for chained sanities
percolating within the anterior landscapes winnowed
from the shaking hysterical rumblings of institutionalized
forebears basking on moonlight-drenched staccato mattresses

sleeping beneath the rafts overflowing with semen decoys
sputtering the vanities of religiosity gone mad
with hums and drums and crucifixes mainlined with prayers
begging for release from seven light poles fixed on darkness

cartoon embellishments mesmerized by light that never quits
the alien forecast of whether or not ties the chord
singing in the lyrical vastness of eclipsed pretensions
stained with crimson veins bursting from congestion

make believe into statuesque villainy to honor immobility
so the mind doesn't crumble under the chisels pressure
chipping away at the density of space to protrude
its diligence to the massive outlay of stupidity's reign

harp the loan shark mentality across the tightened noose
and vilify the anachronistic trays of voodoo cowboys
riding the serpents birthed by the pretzeled union of
skeeter davis and walt disney naked from the chaste down

booga
booga
booga


tremolo the antelope
the steer is off key
heads up neck stiff
charge the light
brigade
brigade
brigade

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