Eastersong 
April 20th, 2025, Easter
National Cathedral DC 

Alleluia! He has risen. 
Still- perfect white linen. 
the man-maker’s glory within-
we triumph over sin. 

from on high the bronze bells have rung 
and spring’s splendor has sprung
brightest beams, worship the weaver 
He who works such wonders. 

the victorious vanqueror
and conscious creator 
arm us with sacrificial strength 
undo the deeds of death. 

vast temples of stone we will raise 
and sing songs to your praise 
tomes of learning to know your word 
for you our stained souls cured. 

son in flesh: right hand of the throne
who learned us our life loaned
to sever serpent-Satan’s hold 
of miracles, our mold. 

rejoice! rejoice! The king has come 
into light, darkness from. 
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America’s Jesus 
April 20th, 2025, Easter 
National Cathedral DC 

God watches in our time of need 
if emptiness- freed. 
high above the hellish highway
or the squalid subway. 

Lord of cashiers and casinos 
He still knows all our woes 
the God of iPhones and fro-yo
He shall know how far low. 

the most sanctified sufferer 
sighs as I get drunker. 
Frozen rum slushee- forget Lent- 
Is our soul spirit spent? 

the savior of red maga hats 
And men sent to Iraq 
for all we spread erotica 
God bless America! 

Jesus blessed George, Bin Laden too
so now who do we rue? 
bless us, bless us- we need your food. 
yet we, too fat to brood- 

prodigality is pleasure- 
teach us timeless treasure.
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Worship
D926 > ATL 
April 6 2025 

in the mirror of flesh I see your form 
I wonder from us what was to be born. 
I made you orgasm in a place I’ll forget 
when I think of it I taste regret. 

for a moment- you were leaking my seed- 
I realized I wanted you as my slave- a need. 
so much fear knowing you can just walk away 
and that bright nights become gray days. 

now I consummate strangers
no joy, no passion, no anger 
just raw biological banality 
you and I didn’t love for each other, but for divinity. 

I think of you splayed- my mind penetrated 
maybe I would benefit from castration. 
all those hands stroking my jealousy- 
I still miss our ecstasy. 

I wanted to fuck your soul, own your sensuality, 
and my short sighted mind did it by infidelity. 
you were a bird I wanted to cage 
Hear you sing- I was deaf- whence my rage. 

My Venus, let’s pray to bacchus 
you made me feel like a phallus. 
That’s what i mean when i say i miss you. 
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Fulfillment
To G.L.  
April 6th, 2025 
D926 > Atl 

you can reach orgasm- 
and feel no desire. 
your body will be cold. 
you can possess desire 
and feel no vigor. 
your body will be sick. 
you can sanctify love 
and feel no relief 
your body will be deliciously warm. 
we woke up in a pool of sweat
I was holding her. 
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« Your warmth diffused »
April 6th, 2025 
D926 > ATL 

Your warmth diffused 
I’ll crave it forever. 
Closeness refused 
deepest chill- skin sever. 
my muse of songs 
me, true love never for
leave me for long- 
Inspired all the more.
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