NO GODS/NO FEAR OF GODS

 

incantation for the refused

 

you will spend your entire life being stained by the filth of strangers

 

all of the wars you're destined to lose, laid end to end

  

frankie b says he understands our pain

 

NEW MINI

the truth is only a blurred photograph of ghosts caught in the act of turning away

 

DON'T BE AFRAID

OF THE TRUTH

you make me laugh

 

even the plague years won't last forever

 

choking on the bones of lesser gods

 

the beginning and the end, in terms you can understand

 

and then nowhere, and then beyond

 

all the cages we build; all the animals we become

 

gotta smile, gotta laugh, gotta pretend to give a shit

 

MAYBE

when everyone is the enemy

 

city of masks

 

what the future tasted like, and why we swallowed it

 

the shame that i felt then

 

[nobody give the answer, don’t let the past die]

 

stick around as long as you want, but the future was never going to be anyone’s friend

NEW WORK AT

SCUD LIT 

like severed hands, folded in prayer