reveredp
(reveredp)
#1
shadow knows for surely
goodness and mercy me child
thy selfishness is wanting
your idea man on a pole
where they run to keep a warm spot
in the heart of the city
slicker than greased white
lightning rod sticker for
falling angels of mercy seeking
thy fortune in their hearts
of gold plated silver wear
hi hose to keep thy thighs
from frigid winds and sighs
of long hung men of god-damned
pocket hand holding the staff of life,
munching bread with jelly spread between
to see what can be seen
those beautiful mountain seas
to shining lights of bombs away
bursting in air-conditioned solitude
to think of me but feel your nothingness
of presence at Christmas when Santa
