I saw God today Between the dusty ink stains Of leather bound propaganda The door was left open I let myself in The Lord laid silently Limp, lethargic, static It was his dying wish that I come visit He told me Satan left before me Death was up next They bargained enough time For him to see one last guest
I held my old friend’s hand His life slowly faded We talked about his daughter Yellow dogs, plagues of frogs Whores and hellfire Psilocybin, serotonin His regrets, my fears And poets who meander in abstraction We spoke for what felt like eternity But I’m not sure any time passed at all His pulse dropped to nothing God had left his creation dark and afraid
I floated down from the heavens The Lord above was dead I had to spread the news Dei Gratia, I unlocked my phone Bluebirds fluttered by A hashtag should suffice Tides of distraction Slowly crept up the hill I built an ark out of algorithms I sailed to every shore Karmic retribution fueled my every move I felt virality within my reach
Sirens lip syncing unoriginal art While nihilists danced on God’s grave Crowdfunded support groups For widows of meme war casualties A reaction to God’s death Sponsored by a verified tyrant My words spread far and wide I built a throne upon my lies I forgot every word our Lord told me Nobody seemed to care Maybe God never left us Reborn in crystalline omnipotence
