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Jul 17
dearest god why do you torture me with so much
heavenly heaving
so much to feel you have given me so much
to feel
i know and you know
that Jesus was never a Patriarch material
Moses was not a Patriarch
and we know this
we talk of Christianity with angels being demoted
to Sainthood... their wings clipped:
a St. Michael no longer an angel

within darkness i found a shadow
and there was no nothing...
i didn't find any negation even if that negation
was from French philosophers
i found no ontological use for nothing
a pronoun derelict
i find no use for nothing
but at least with you
i can dance and tease
a shadow please with darkness
give me the moon to stomach the harvest
and i know where Iblis walks
from the sacred ground to walk with howling
hounds and with leash and muzzle and chains
i can raise the rattle of your road:
my lord:
your beauty is painful to see with so many
so corrupt and solo in their prisms of solipsism
dearest...

beyond David: who, as king:
i want to elevate to the stature of Patriarch...
because Solomon will not! Solomon will not
be a Patriarch...
Jesus will not be a Patriarch...
Muhammad will not be a Patriarch...
poets prophets and philosophers
priest and prostitutes...
Jesus will never be a patriarch!
since how will monotheism work
when you throw in the conundrum of polytheism's
reincarnation?

monotheism: you live once... you die once...
there is no coming back!
unless people think and think so much *****
juice fervor as the face in Anti-
and that is what summoned me!
my anger my wrath has become
a touch for the cold
and without me hell is freezing...
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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