Monday, October 3, 2011

the snares of the world catch us all out

there is no reason to feign universal comprehension

or pontificate from a pile of shit

smoking on your front lawn

as if you could teach anyone else

standing on their own piles



rude crude and socially unacceptable

how many bedroom visionaries have creased the night sky

with their moans and been a straining on the ears

as they mistake hallucinations for visions

and decide you need enlightenment?

shameful me how I love goofing on them


our serious Lard..er..Lord will punish me for this mockery

and punish you also and you and you

humor does not seem high on the divine priorities

based as it is on humiliating shames

that teach us what God ought to teach us but won't

because being serious it's judgment judgment judgment



oh how learning to laugh at our super-serious supergod's

utter lack of mercy is the bread of communion so I've heard

the substance that binds us in deep raw laughter

and that's why I'd rather have fun with my friends in some

zany hell than spend a dull eternity in sober-sided heaven


if life's all snares then let me love my trap and let love do the redeeming...



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