brotherly love

pull out
avoid

lower head
cower

each of us right
each of us wrong
each of us unmovable

hell to pay
when my way
means more than yours

no wonder
so many turn away

the apocalypse will be televised

not so carried away with waiting

that ive climbed a hill to look

not so carried away with living here

that ive forgotten where all the good hills are

new years day

its late

or early

new years day

all is quiet

except the mind

brilliant flares

exploding

long after

the fireworks died

nothing really new

same old thing

again

and again

but all is happy

and bright

this night

or morning

new years day

the best gift ever

all i want for Christmas this year
is Jesus

Jesus wrapped in a nice box with a
big bow
the new super-power Jesus with the the
kung-fu grip
that can decimate my enemies (or those who steal my parking spot) before me
the one with the water-to-wine lazer vision
. . . so i can drink some wine
. . . because i'm baptist and if it comes
from Jesus-from-the-box
then it must be ok

but the best thing about my
new Jesus


is the off switch

no one wants that

no one wants to be like jesus.
no one here at least.
no one who walks into walmart.
or gets food from a drive thru.

david and paul were right.
there are none who seek after god.
all have turned aside and become worthless.

me too.
you too.
yep.


geez.

bare

simple acts define us

one willing to sit
and be waited upon

one willing to wash
dirt and sweat clean

simple acts show

who we are when we are
bare

evade

the will of man confuses me
the will of religious men smothers me
your will evades me