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“If you want to serve the Devil, serve him. But make a choice.”

A week of Sundays I spent wandering
On infected heels, strung out mindlessly
Broken glass in between the tenements
Cuts my feet, but I won’t retreat
Was any of that real? The scars say maybe
Went somewhere god didn’t even know me

“He warns them that the judgements
of God will fall upon them
Unless they live for the Lord
As for me and my house
We will serve the Lord
We are going to serve the Lord.”

Wrapped in a blanket at the homeless convent
With bloody knees I vent out my hostility
Woken mass tempted my resentments
Scorched my sheets, the fiends will cheat
Don’t confess nor repent, read scripture
Witness the serpent, shoot the picture

“To choose God, to follow him. Instead of these other gods.
Therefore choose life, that both thou and thy seed may live.”

But not to be denied, I petitioned to the priestess
Stole her plastic Jesus, said I didn’t, she believed me
Gripping plastic beads with godless energy
Come to the front and sing in harmony

“As for me and my house, we’ve already made a decision.”

A blessed visit to the sisters’ brothel
You consecrate and revel in sin
Jacob Proper stroked his forehead
Fundamental, but holy inbred
Did you forgive, Faithful Jaclyn?
Dead like last week, gurgling gin
Once upon a time she was hurt before me
Once upon a time she was so sweet

With swollen eyes, I petitioned to that priestess
Stole her plastic Jesus, said I didn’t, she believed me
Gripping plastic beads with godless energy
Witness the last of my absurdities

I like the way the angels all burn for me
A riot on fire, cauterize the disease
Burn out decay, the devil, my purity
Close my eyes and sleep, can I please?

“Call heaven and earth to record this day against you,
that I’ve said before you life and death.”