life so tediously ambling

(so much for a vital adventurous god)


that the universe stops being a thing of wonder

and waters itself down to a personal grudge


with Life-As-Is

(the tiresome worship of superstition)


but of course it's all our fault

as the god rampages  on those who won't praise him


for being the eternal asshole







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