food for the worms

food for the worms                                December 6, 2015
you came to the borders of me
–    looking for something to cross.
does it frustrate you to have found
that i vanish like a dervish
at the first rough touch?

i go to the borders to pray
–    looking for the man with the cross
who fascinates me endlessly with his fearsome
love for me in my entirety.

–    God’s wrath is nothing to fear.
–    there is nothing fair about justice.
–    when you see yourself
–    with no self
–    you will know
–    why it is love you fear
–    and how
–    offensive grace is.

–    He rains on the wicked
–    as well as the kind
–    but if you do not know you
–    are the wicked
–    what does this mean?

lay down on the line
with your nose in the dirt
inch like a worm along the border
of your own carcass.

did you know that God loves maggots
more than men?
He will feed you to them.

you came to the borders of me
looking for something to cross
but the self-dead return violation
with whispered invitation–
–    come away
–        come away
–            come away with me–
we will go to the borders of eternity
and pray like children in grubby simplicity.

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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