in heaven before your head hits the wall

you have a gun to the head
of the Son of God
it is ten seconds before 0 AD and you are there
you are a laughing waterfall in this scene
that tumbles over rocks
dark-eyed and intense

but still inside
with that calm
of the high mountains
sunbeams swirl about you

everything is wild and full of omens
everything in this moment says yes

now, love-child, blow his brains
into wine-dark mist

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