nero goes to seminary

nero goes to seminary                                March 7, 2016
you eat pills as directed
rather than come to collect your ghosts

your jesus won’t save you
for you must carry your own cross

to lead you must follow
this is a game you win by losing

it is no longer only the earth that groans
when six millions went up in ash

the wind must bear the burden
of the world’s sin

the world burns in a blanket of our making
while you write hymns

my god shudders to be praised
by your raping lips

i would need prozac too
if i had unclaimed ghosts like yours

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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