poem: Atheus

 

She watched time 

and time broke

in half , in two

Before her before you

 there was God

made of treacle and fudge 

and cream mother Mary 

teeth rot magic fairy

love is rock in mouth of canary 

and she felt more holy than whores on beach shop TV school pick up

“That’s no mommy that’s a hooker , jutterby jezebel , feline caterwauler”

Ready for the picking like the apple by Eve.

After the forsaken God war 

take the crosses back to Texan goodwill store, take the angel off the tree, whack the sneeze without a God bless or mercy me

Lonely is the meat machine 

So first ankle then calf then show knee

Sky without God is black void death die

Twinge when she see neckline plunge deep

but flesh is not sin 

flesh is not sin 

flesh is her, 

flesh is me.