the evil empire

THE EVIL EMPIRE

The evil empire rises up like a vapor.
The evil empire is last year’s rotting crops.
The evil empire short changes the harried.
The evil empire is a glad-hand politician.
The evil empire massacres its own people.
The evil empire has 43 wives.
The evil empire is celibate.
The evil empire hides in alleys.
The evil empire scapegoats like a bully.
The evil empire is Star Ship Voyager’s final destination.
The evil empire is the Black Hole of soul.
The evil empire grows fat on the fragile.
The evil empire is a head-on collision,
A small mind in turmoil,
The news you’ve got cancer.
The evil empire toys with our children.
The evil empire is a blasphemous talk show.
The evil empire sells guns.
The evil empire sells dear.
The evil empire has emblems,
Has oil,
Makes bad jokes.
The evil empire is blasé.
The evil empire makes it hard to get centered.
The evil empire is mutated creation.
The evil empire snorts crack,
Shoots smack
Pops pills.
The evil empire is a pot head,
A juicer,
Salty abstinence.
The evil empire says its
Morning prayers.
The evil empire has a plan,
A brochure,
A stone tablet.
The evil empire coils around
Like a snake.
The evil empire is an absence.
The evil empire is
The Death Wish
That we don’t realize
We have
Until someone rakes open
The Ant Hill,
Plunges the spear
Into our
Crucified side.
Then we know.
Then we whimper
Like pups
At the hind tit.
Then we squirm away
From each other
With our eyes
Screwed shut.
“Take this cup away,”
We say,
But it’s too late for that.
“Jesus God am I here
All alone?” we say,
And lean in close
For the answer.

 

Now it begins.
This is the Judas kiss
Come full-circle.
We are the children
Of consequence,
The burlap of our
Own accusations,
Arrogance brought firmly down
to its knees.
We are the evil empire,
God’s children gone wacky,
Past the pale of
Dog-eared salvation.

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