1179
God caught fire
for godsbother
it
was all that rubbing
and
just a few sticks
it
was His hot breath
back
of your neck
God
was fire
and
fire was Good
glowed
like a burning bush
the full seven days
God
was on fire
some
said candle and some said book
there
was a conflagration of stars
once
a holocaust was this
we’ve
truth and fact and observation
and
doubt for my favourite now
all
up against hope and fear
nothing
can put the bugger out
and
nobody dares come near
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