poem poetry religion – poems 2 die for

CROSSING

from the sea
to the river

from the river
to the sea

crossing the
river

crossing the sea

walking
on the water

as if nothing
could be more
natural, normal

a matter of faith;
matter of belief

CODEX

CODEX he concocted a narrative to destroy the world a work of pure fiction which is how it would have remained if readers like you had not read it as if it were a codex of commandments

HEAVEN OF THE UNREAL

HEAVEN OF THE UNREAL

somehow I have ended up
in the Heaven
of the not real

I do
apologize

do mythologie

am unsure at this point
whether I be many
or am alone

every choice
so critical
slight preferences
of tone and shade
altering how
the Universe should appear

so much nuance at this point
infinite possibilities

and yet so
austere

feel
so abject so incomplete.

PLENITUDE

now where in the great book
does it speak of plenitude?
because I
did not get any
get any at all

so I mistrust these books
these books of huge substance
that say everything
supposed to call
angels, summon semons

but in terms of my
small wealth of experience

these texts of divine good
and implacable evil

do not bring forth
hosts
and legions

just suggestions to
temper a cosmos
of sublime
or supreme indifference

with sad and small
and limited revelation

all cool breeze or,
contrarily, hot air