Love-Gods

- this is an old poem i made. i used to be a christian.

The whirlwind consumes the void
The soul
That is me

Insane
Planets spin out of orbit
My knees rattle and I shake my fist in fear
As the cosmos collide I prepare myself for torture when
Love grabs my collar
Pulling me out the chaos

Love chases me with androgenous gesticulation
But I runaway seeking regret
But he abandons me migrating westward

I hear gunshots ring in the air
It's love
A ways behind with a .45
But I've still got space so I hide behind the nearest masquerade

An injustice crosses my path
I cower
And it licks my feet
But it doesn't taste dirt
No
But pain and suffering
Because I've perserveered
Even though the cage bird still won't sing

The footstops of love crunch closer
Tenacity drools down my neck and shoulders so I breakout
and run
Stumbling into gang territory
Power and fame are at odds

I run through the crossfire but my attention's shot
Dragged before the two by weakness
Love appears
and strikes me to my knees and forces my head down so I
admonish respect

Let go
I commence in circles
With love close behind
Tripping into a delimma
Spraining my pride
Love quickly comes to aid
Pulls me out
And dresses the wound

Striken with grief
My throat dries
And cold drops of reproach bead my forehead
Out of nervousness I swollow dry lumps of suicide until it ties
knots in my distress

Not galvanized
I don't absquatulate from Samson's tendecies
I turn my head and continue running until the rooster crows three times
For God so loved the world
But for not so my loves can be forgotten

And its in that selffishness
That I make myself at home
Pour a cold glass of trials on the rocks
And stretch out on the couch
Challenge-less

Suddenly the sky is falling
And my problems don't seem so big anymore
Love's hand stretches and pulls me from the broken car as my world caves in

I sit on the asfault stunned
Dismantled
In anger, I start beating love

I scoop it
And start throwing blows until I break its jaw and blood seeps from a crack
in its forehead
But love doesn't flinch
It catches low with quick intentions and drops me like a bad habit

Its attacks are relentless
Tearing flesh
Breaking cartilage
I'm paralyzed
Shuttering in pain
Cursing in vain

And its then
God, Christ, and the Holy Spirit approach us
Loves forces me on my knees
And begins teaching me how to pray

Becaue poetry isn't taught
Its learned
The true mysteries of the world are the visible
Not the invisible
And God's love
Is love absolutely