1454
Christmas poems
for
godsbother
1
never this day again
precious
of the mystery
has
to have been love
who’ll
save the world?
say
spirit, intend
the
child is unembittered
cribbed
of creatures
all
adore
the
firstness
o
wonder moist
pure
pointing pine
low,
the comet
hung
to show
all
for one
and
one for instance
empty,
the head
of
who’ll be king
everyone’s
a guest
a
gift
this
moment
now
precious
of the mystery
has
to have been love
2
season of false consciousness
let’s
start with someone else will save us
just
say sorry
hang
your head
adore
this
build
the tree
uproot
to do
make
all the world so white
say
hallelujah and you’re set
once
you’ve been bitten
no
need to believe
these
motions will go through you
lovely
ideas
long
suffering
a
god of love
but
nicely
how’s
two thousand years
all
rendered unto Caesar
mainly
Murdoch, Rinehart now
and
Microsoft, who’s next?
magic
of
do
they know it is (?)
and
know not what they do
heathen
savage
body,
blood
drink
this
it
makes you small
but
there are no flags in heaven
are
you listening?
are
you home?
where
everything is pearly bright
still,
peace on earth
good
will to all
got
to sign up for that
there
isn’t enough truth in this world
to
set one of us free
3
Christmas – an infestation
angel
of
crush
shoppers
shepherds
watch
traumatic
chest
put
faith to test
trauma
to
pin
the tail
virtue’s
rewarded itself again
winged
light telling
see-through
song
conform
to joy
(the
gift economy is billions)
warheads
armed as well
forget
today of all
a
shallow doom until
some
see this beginning again
towards
an end of us
proud
of the parts
and
the ache
and
the heart
you
feel it
that’s
a ribbon wrap
now
tear
it
was way back
ghost
got through
glory
shone around
just
a moment’s inattention
and
you will have believed
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