He is a god.
Watch him love me.
Watch him rip you limb from limb.
Watch as he destroys your golden
idols that were meant for him.
He is a god.
Watch him love me.
Watch him rip the rivers wide;
watch as bodies flood the shores and
everyone but me has died.
He is a god.
Watch him love me.
Watch us run through meadows deep
with the blood of earth’s elations;
into dripping arms I leap.
He is a god.
Watch him love me.
Watch our slippery bodies grope
at each other in the mire
of lucid lies and buried hope.
He is a god.
Watch him love me.
Watch the population cease.
Dreamy-eyed, he gazes at me,
“See, now we can be at peace.”
He is a god.
Watch him love me.
Watch the emptied earth sing out.
I’m the only anybody;
watch him live to hear me shout.

45 thoughts on “blemish

  1. I saw this on Slacktivist just now, and I have no idea what I think or feel about it, just that I do, and thank you, thank you, I am thankful for it and for you.

      1. no i think your language and the expression is perhaps amongst the best.

        why dont you compile the poems and publish them

          1. ok but people will like it I am confident

            there are many other bloggers who do this and sell their small book for $2 on the net

            you dont do it like them please

            your grade is different please do it

  2. Catchy blog name.
    You are apparently an interesting writer.
    Trailed you from another blog.
    If I didn’t know better, I’d say your writing was ironic and cynical, a religious satire kindda. It’s a fascinating writing. You love this god?

  3. “Lucid lies”: very interesting. Alliteration rarely works in my experience but here it’s fantastic- oily and sinuous on the tongue.

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