heaven sent

i found god
and then religion came
to carry her away
i found god
silver and slippery
and they cast their nets
about me saying
it was their catch of the day

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lay low those halos
and let angels speak
with human tongues
do away with arabic,
hebrew, aramaic and such
let them stub their toes
and cry 'bollocky bollocks!'

transfixed

sleeping in the afternoon
gives me nightmares
of smouldering embers that turn
to raging flames while still i lie
amidst their hell
unable to move

endless night

i stumbled away from her so weary
knowing this birth was mischance clearly
a liason of old shadows nearly
bore me straight to sin

blood caked my arms, my breasts, my face
yet i could not halt the frantic pace
heading south from the evil place
that place where it begins

but how far, how fast can a newborn go
leaving tiny tracks in emerald snow
from birth to death the path is slow
mere existence is my sin