and thereupon the ceiling of the world

sits our callow god

helplessly sovereign 

slackjawed & drooling sweet rain

each pointed tooth in his idiot grin

a brilliant star in the void he calls home.

we look for him, we seek to worship

every prayer a scam

the holy pyramid scheme enlarges.

staring down into the earthly dunghill he's built,

the pointless games he's officiated,

unleashing fire and blood,

he rocks as he squats to shit,

muttering to himself

a sacred song we'd kill to hear.