cogent and untitled

30 Sep


cogent and untitled

(for Christopher Hitchens)


hubris or catharsis,

you can call me asshole, if you want

if it makes you feel better

I drink too much

but god’s gonna demolish this ghetto anyhow

ain’t nothin’ more to stay

this is no fiefdom

this slum makes the sepulcher

and it’s easy

the antitheists push forward

the theists pull back

and us deists stay put

ambivalently now, but ready for tomorrow

ensconced in silence and warm wishes

like a winter coat for a sunny day

after a cup of coffee

that will be cold on another’s lips

the sad 

figurative soul

that missed the entire point


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