THE MANHATTEN PROJECT
god is not dead
he was merely blown up beyond all proportions/made light of
dropped into a glass of water
where he burst into a million tiny bubbles
with the hope
that he would bring fast fast fast pain relief
from historic indigestion
and ise eno esc ape
noe sca pe
nof ork int her oad.
the ad-men sit in a trance at SAM’S
ironing out their problems
business is slow
a spider is spinning his fine web of suicide across their eyes
the janitor is sweeping around their feet
lifting the left leg when necessary
lifting the right leg when necessary
the dust continues to collect
piling up history
he files it away in green plastic bags
that bleed internally
…
god had tired blood
he was the multiple million eyed monster (incl. cable)
with multiple million cataracts
surrounded by crow’s feet
that slipped up on…
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