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 grilla 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
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
