dante

it’s hard not to think about hell

when you’re deepthroating religion

god! on the stoneworks of the church

god! on the glassy st demetrius

god! glassy eyes rollin into his glassy head

palms out

mouth slightly open

and when i’m watching time touching motion

a telos of infinite 

ENDS

six days to create six parts of your bugle

bodies

we rotate like slowly maturing bees

in hexagonal 2D compartments

six is two threes

is three

is nine and nines

is time 

but parallels — maybe they give us meaning

when our line puts sodomy

before murder on

circles of hell

but parallels intersect

on hyperbolic planes on planes with an

excess of surface

and when that excess surfaces you fall to

the ground (mud)

in a fetal position you cover your ears

but you can’t press pause on this song

while we’re all waiting for the second coming

things just keep trucking along

eternity — the absence of time

i mean that’s not really true

it’s still there, it’s just sort of

OUTSIDE

like you sit outside the church

listening to the music

gagging on the hints of incense

OUTSIDE so why are we asking how god could do this

when we should be asking

how do we KNOW he is here with us?