Living with Cthulhu
Dreamed 2013/9/1 by Wayan
Sunset. I'm on a carrot quest
under fluorescent magenta sky.
A bumper preaches COEXIST
by the mart. I guess even cynical I
wouldn't pick NOEXIST. But by
the library a man yells at us passers-by:
"Christ alone is true! You unbelievers will
drift rudderless to death, then burn in hell!"
What a snob. The sin of pride! But then,
Church doctrine, not this angry man,
committed that unoriginal sin.
Yet our red-lit ranter enacts the rude
script: complicit in the spew. Poor
Earth so urgently needs more roar
and fingerpoint and sneer.
On a cafe stage, left-right, stony archways rise to a height
Giant-fit. Or will they? We'll soon see. "Aaaaaand now,
ladies and gentlemen--your Creator and mine--" spotlight
left--"Heeeeere's Yahweh!" Full three meters tall (six cu-
bits for Noah; ten feet for Iowans) and electrically thun-
derbolted (safety off, too!)--Mister Universe flexes one
oiled omnipotent thew. I better convert to Bronze-Age Jew
or will a hellfire Christian do?
The emcee adds "And now... Zeus, the Ruler of Heaven!"
"Aaaaaand now! The Great Goddess, Mother of us All".
But every and each gets the drumroll speech,
In its heart, Godeville hides a worm:
At last one animal god appears--a devil squid
Too vast for the arch; must manifest
out in the back patio. Sprawls and spills!
dragon-spined. Ugh. I already detest
the mad cult who loved (or crafted) that.
Now Godevillish promoters plunk me down
Survival's endless work. Just dodging God.
This brutal Holy Land abounds in only stone.
The slippery thing meets a slithery twin.
Growling "Godspew makes me sick."
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