~2 ~
mother dearest named me
Ozymandias, but i go by Oz
though, cavorting with wizards
& flying monkeys but never
found the yellow brick road
until i met God in a cafeteria
where you choose among
infinite flavors, but they
serve only tongue wafers
and wipe the lip of the cup
after each sip & chose her
as much as she chose me
reluctant titans, we wrestled
the breadth of heavens, each blow
a knife thrust deep, cleaving
fields, planting wormwood seed,
etching love in nail tracks on
taut canvas backs, cat o nine,
tails and tongues, until end of
days come.
"do you ever still think of me?"
"only on days when i breathe."
"we have a son."
This is Chapter 2 in the River of memnosyne challenge at 10DOM
Hmm different perspective on God I guess.
ReplyDeleteLoving this! You do allegomethapor so well! That should be a word.
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ReplyDeleteliked those lines:
ReplyDeleteDo you ever think of me?
Only on days when I breathe?
Mmmm hmmm. Very Nice.
Ooops why did I add the ? mark? Too many hours of reading today!
ReplyDeleteI love trying to work out the important parts... the parts to keep in mind. -J
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