Devil’s Grace (God’s Evils Embraced)

a little fun with absolutes.

devil’s balls deep in the petty
of all hate’s drudged up

’bout the merely mythic fierceness
of god’s great gasping
furnace flame

‘fore its fade and fizzle
into obscurity,

i see limp gods in hands of
good touch devils

and watch on as bad gods
pull on their rubber
devil masks

turnin’ all our raindance water
into dry wine for late night



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