searched for jesus in a bottle one night...
god comes in many flavors:
jehovah, yahweh, allah, buddah
prince of peace...
mescaline, opium...
called mine valium,
the man-made god.
implored him for a miracle,
an immaculate reflection
some inspired conception
that could change a watered-down
fickle, fucked up thought
into wine for the masses,
some sort of substantive sustenance.
all i got was the whine of my own self-pity in my ears
no writing on the walls.
woke in lethargy the next noon
head stuffed full with jesus afterbirth,
chest devoid of inspiration
and one burst of clarity spiked,
spread eagled on my brain...
existentialism.
-- j sheridan fenn ca 1997
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