.
All my Gods are guilty
corrupted absolutely
a bunch of fuck ups
constantly trying
to blame the weather
or bad translations.
My Gods
just do this as their day job
trying to make ends meet
working with loopholes
in our free-will,
while waiting for next weekend.
My Gods
have gotten real quiet
their numbers disconnected
locks have been changed
leaving me holding the bag
full of rusty old keys.
My Gods
are apologetic
but only
in that type of reflexive sorry
you mouth when
accidentally bumping into someone
or
they bump into you
and
you say sorry
just to cover yourself.
These
are my Gods,
Ones that I believe in.
______________________________________
-Peace
.
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