Lord.
Lord, we pray.
How we intone and we
suggest. You digest us.
Tell us, what you have
in store.
Contusions in
the atmosphere,
you have to spill
and bleed. I lick you
up. With all good speed
deceasing, Lord. Please tell us how
to pray. You
pray to me.
*
We were bound into a state
We called it protein. Thus sustained
in animation,
we would call it
carbohydrate. Carb
and carbon, carbon-
ate. Once we had
landed on
the moon, we read
our fortunes in the entrails of
the contrails,
which had billowed. Bill and
billow, billow-
ing.
*
And it was thus
we had to ask
which forms?
And which
in rotting matter
shall unusually
assure?
We were examples
as we,
beaming,
beamed. Our Lord,
we are as destiny
inside of these
cell walls.
*
Our mineral natures
compelled us
to move. We had
hooves. We had horns. (We blew
our brains out
intermittently.)
There, in that hollow,
like a unicorn,
we found we were unique,
perhaps imaginary
beings. How we
would dance and sing
and run in rings. In
hard circles.
*
To find
what? A feather, or
another food? There,
with its large breast pressed
down. And hung. Hung
down. There in
ammonia, eyes rolled back and beak
pecked heavy,
low. We knew
that we
were also yoked, were birthed
and grown for
something wholly other than
a firm belief.
*
Existing in this
blandishment, the
long and lilting
lines. The
long and
lilting lies. These are
the whitest
of the lilting lies. If we had dared
to tell you (lies),
if we had dared
to make them
ours, would something other
have unfolded?
Bell the butterfly effect.
*
But believe us:
we loved.
And believe us:
we moved through blue jets
for our love.
And red jets.
Streaming like a light,
we moved together.
How we loved!
Had we believed
we might have learned
to love. The ring around the sun
had lit our eyes before it blinded
them.
*
In our energy
research,
we arced
like a lamp.
We had once coupled.
We had coupled
up
and welded.
From on high
and on low,
although
compellingly
malformed, you had
adored us.
*
Resonant in
coupling. Therefore
macro, micro-
wavable.
Semi-conducive
coupling.
We reproduced
electric sparks
and others who
we recognized
as us.
Please say you are
our God.
Our God.
*
To have been
relative, or
relatives. Beneath
the expectation of
a fraction
of relief,
there was a very tiny
molecule
of grief.
Thus thrown through
gas and heat
we floated up to the soft
surface of our hearts,
which beat and beat.
*
Bolted to our mass
and also volume.
Bolted to our swaying mass
or mast. Bolted
to our
selves. Lengthwise.
Bolted, we had run around
in circles with our articles
of food. Thus we had been
bolted.
We had called our foodstuffs
sustenance. So help us,
Lord, your are the wine and bread
and golden bolted robes.
*
Keep us in
the bleachers where
we cheer and boo
the other team,
whosoever that team
should have been
on that day
we did once cry there
in the rain for our
old losses and
our recent gains. O Lord,
why did you
make us thus? We can’t recall
the score.