Biblical Battle at the Foot Locker (a poem)

my stomach aches

i’ve fasted for forty days

only bread & water

to prove my virtuous ways

this is the fast-track to heaven

i’m hollow in fun-house mirrors

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Warlike (a poem)

Look at our history, we’re a warlike species

we wish to beat + battle

but can we foster peace?

Piece by piece, we lunge toward an unknown future,

fighting animal instincts –

military tanks rumble toward me,

I step barefoot, bloody over broken glass

armed with a lotus flower

to combat their firepower.

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Fallen Angels (a poem)

Satan rebels and fallen angels follow him

to the underworld – wings clipped, eyes ablaze

with red like the demons they are.

Stand atop this holy hillside and survey the city –

if you are the Messiah, then prove it.

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