psalm to oceans & science, a sperm & you, yes you
all about waiting
for the ocean to arrive
like a schedule of days
when light and dark
are given at random,
yes science was
built on wow,
and i am imprisoned
outside its water.
science is sperm
you are
the faster egg.
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this psalm was a young wolf in a net hung from a sapling
but i released my psalm into the woods
and now my psalm hunts me
because once i fed it beets
that caused its urine to be pink
the word is god and the word
will run me down like a sickly goose
and i will fall with my nose against a stone
when my leg has been chewed off,
i will dig the blade into the lungs of this psalm
blood on the page your hands
won’t you say grace
before you piss on the fire