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Augur H Sep 2020
the love of God is
placing sentimental worth
on a piece of trash
September 2020
Augur H Aug 2020
They teach it to them when they're very young,
the consequence of stepping out of line.
They chant and sing and make them swear an oath
to concepts children scarcely can define.

Enlightened to the gills they all must be,
and wealthy too, and healthy little kings!
How cheaply liberty is made for them,
like leaded water from the tap it springs:

to watch collapse from comfortable seats
until the seat and window are no more!
No, nothing now remains except the hole
where a seeming person was before.

I pray to God that whatever takes hold
of them at that time has a human soul.
August 2020
Augur H Aug 2020
tried to clean your grave
again today. i miss you.
i was only three.

he blames you, you know,
for something you said to him
when he was sixteen:

"make her come back home;
don't come back until you do.
go get your mother."

he didn't talk back.
"you didn't do that back then."
1983.

instead, he broke down
thinking you abandoned him
just like that woman.

i know you loved him.
i know you were a good man.
something ****** you up.

whatever it was,
it was speaking through you then,
that unholy ghost.

he never heard me,
just beliefs to argue down
when i was that age.

i absolve you both
though i struggle to do so.
christe eleison.
August 2020
Augur H Aug 2020
You think you're ready
for the uncanny valley,
but guess what? You're not.
August 2020.
Augur H Aug 2020
I am a fortress.
"Build," was the command; I did.
Need a ladder out.

wherever you go
you will find a family there
climb over yourself
August 2020
Augur H Aug 2020
grow a beard
two times a year.
let your hair grow down to your shoulders
and then cut it.

take selfies at goodwill,
wear the same seven outfits.

never smile, it draws
attention :)

stay at home
like a ship at the dock,
and observe seashells
from the deck, never straying far...

download a dating app
to keep tabs on the ex
for you know not
the day or hour.

is there something important
you've been ignorant of
your whole life?

wonder what the cops think
when you pass them on the street,
now that they know who you are.

wonder if
the Man might motion
to **** us all then run
to their bunkers without
a second thought.

ablute truth and wonder
if its an illusion
or if you are subject
to global delusion.

come on now,
don't fake it;
don't say you
can't take it.
August 2020
(Vigilate, que nescitis enim quando
dominus domus veniat...)
Augur H Jul 2020
Who dares invade my hallowed bounds?

It is Saint Cecilia's Bane
quavering and crotcheting
his Mammon-hymns in vain!

God's weighted ear
he cannot imitate:
spilled lilies strew the floor,
roses wither in the dry chalice
tucked away under his desk.

He said:
"I can't be your Daddy,"
to tell me my mind,
taking me aside to
chide me for my
freshly-ravished soul.

Cecilia, I consecrate that place and day to you!
July 2020.
(Contre qui, Rose, avec-vous
adopté ces épines?)
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