Selling God in a Gimp Mask

When we were children
The only time he used the word “holy”
Was when it was to be followed by the word “shit.”
He has Jesus now.
The kind of Jesus that has him on street corners
Reminding people there’s a God,
And mostly,
He’s pretty pissed.

But

If you sign up now,
Buy all the bullshit he offers you
(about his Jesus)
Then you’re going to be okay,
Mostly.
(don’t mind the small print.)

He sells the same cookie cutter holy shit we ran from.
Ignorant of the irony.
Nothing more than a cult leader looking for a cult.
Souled out and needing to be worshipped.
He is every reason I walked away from BDSM Jesus.
My ass can’t take that shit.

I hope one day he wakes up…
Or…
Steps infront of a bus.

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About Z.

Poetic pipe and cigar enthusiast rifling through the haunted memories of a not so distant past while openly wrestling with faith and God. A rambling writer with the misguided notion that he has something to say. His only redeeming qualities are his wife and children.
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2 Responses to Selling God in a Gimp Mask

  1. Well done! This is a powerful, visceral throat punch! Very nice!

    Liked by 1 person

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