Et Al

Strange how the righteous

by some quirk of nature

envision themselves

the embodiment of

the True Spirit

are invariably

prophets of gloom

lavishing condemnation

on all us sinners.

Oh save me not from

damnation

but from the good

and the godly

eyes cast upon

the heavens

feet stumbling through

cowpies of pietical incest.

c.1979