advent 2019

perhaps
this holy year
went as well
as perhaps
a spring of water
that rests here
and will last
another aeon
and a second then will appear
out of progression

yet
i then take a second
to witness its destruction
as all abandonment 
will be
imminent
as someone admits it
struck in the garden midst prayer
to raise up his being from dirt
as christ is dead
his bones as flowers must hurt
as shit did raise up
to become beautiful
as soon will you
converse with a sample
being, one eye just seeing
the terrible

extinction
at dawn
at dark
a war
and satan will
win it

the universe's skin will be
slit
and hypocrites out of waste
will still
silently sit
to debate
its rhetoric