1.9.16






the priest tried to shrug him off 
                                  during Confession

fuckin priest


he took a breaththought he might forgetbut didnt  What kind of Christian would he be if he forgot his opening lines his Mother-May-I bit
              Fergimme Fadder for eyve sinned
he quickly cut to the chase
So tak to me bout dis bit of Genesis

the shrugging began                                
he could see his shoulders working behind the looseweave cloth that separated them beyond the woodworked grill
a darling confessional
very discrete

Fadder   Comon     Genesis

What part of Genesis my son

he liked that bit My son  not having an old man it warmed the stingy cockles of his heart  

Muh question Chapter one verse twentyeight Yadda yadda  Said unto dem haf dominion oer every living ting  every earthlin   On da whole planet

Whas dabit bout dominion Seems tah mean strapped in black leather wearing an executioners hood Cuz lookin round His dominion looks like trash an I gotta ask if Gawd really wanted His Earth fashioned by His Hands  trashed  

Da Eart looks like a filthy fishbowl Didnt He also bitch bout stewardship Ya gotta maintain it Ya gotta change it out fer clean clear water Ya dont keep it up da fish dies Don seem like anybodys thinkin about it An now for dat matter who cares much for da caged canary yaknow in da coal mine xcept when it croaksdrops off its perch den da miners beat ass

Mah take on His dominionScrew it Its cold hard domination Pure corruption  No stewardship at play

Ahno  Quit widda bugeyes behind da curtain  Ey know ya is

Eym plain spoken  Yave herd plenty of it an ifn ya aint bout timeeh


Whabout it Fadder




                 Eym tinkin of givin up mah baptism takin back mah soul keep it for mahself
Eyve read bout it
Excommunication or defect
Seems only da Churchs big dogs get excommunicated. Powerful medicineeh  Admittedly da defect option appeals ta me

Whacha tink Fadder



quiet on the other side of the looseweave curtain



sitting in the confession he looks up and sees a carved crucifix beside the entry tilted down Christs eyes like petite surveillance cameras his flesh painted white . . the Stones begin in his ears  I see a crucifix an I wanted it painted white No colours anymore I want them painted white . .


Yaknow Fadder ya know coloreds Mexicansyah

But ey tink ya only know em spiritually not ethnically and for it yere colorblindblinded by yer upbringing  entitlement

Da pillars of white America  

Its built on slavery an genocide or genocide an slavery Yeh Dey applaud deir social structures dey beg to differ dey did it by demselves pulled demselves up by deir bootstraps so full of shit deir singlemindedness individuality 

Dey believe deir white Gawd willed it so




So tak to meh about Genesis chapter one verse twentyeight  

Seems to me unvarnished bleak entitlement



Den afterwards well yak about mah defecteh





1704,  Friday,  26  8. 16
0834,  Sunday-appropriate,  28  8. 16
* Nadine Shah -- Floating

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