day in nebraska

the sun
erased from
the sky.
i walked
in the dark.
looking for
jesus
from omaha.
fuck you
i said to
the monsters.
i am brave.
i thought
he had
two arms
before
the god wars.
now just one.
his hand
is steel.
a virgin torn
by the
machine.
i would
be his lover
when i
find him.
his lips
will be
the horizon.
his cock
a grinning
pirate
firing
cannon balls
over
high water.
i will
drink
the old sea.
be his son
and his father,
his empty hole
to crawl into.
the garden
he plants
his seed in.
he will tie
my shoes.
i will piss
on him
to show him
my sacrifice.
he’ll finger
himself
to show
me his.
we will draw
the sun
back into
the sky.
fucking naked
buddhas.
our balls
dancing
over others
on the
milk run.
the next day
we’ll continue
tagging
the sun.

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