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the sermon (or lack thereof)

we are all gathered here
to muse on the Word
and hominal interpretations

that Other Men have
altruistically mustered up just
in time for mid-month payroll.

in grandiose style the perfect
significance is given to each
divinely capitalized H or T or G.

my lips are parched after
toiling pell-mell through life’s
assorted deserts for six days.

and with a mouth full of sand,
all you seem capable of offering
me is an empty glass.

what Living Waters could you
possibly draw from His Well
when your pail is so picayune?

Fuck this, I’ll find my own Water –
while your tongue-tied harangues
suffocate my fellow drinkers.

Au revoir, good sir. And cheers.

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9 thoughts on “the sermon (or lack thereof)

  1. blah, blah, blah…truth, truth, truth…. so help me god… now that’s a sermon… painful how disappointing man can be…. in or outta church…

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