Puttin the od in orthodox
woops
what the hell is going on



pretending to be heretics while in love with the Authority

we can’t help but be ourselves, divinely unique
especially when drunk


pounding out poetry in WordPerfect
words
such a human contrivance
liberating and limiting
lord help us see
when we’re astray
and gently lead us
back to You

the You that was always already there/here all along
only our eyes, our hearts, were shut

it’s so hard,
it’s so hard to
open a heart

typiung while drunk
on real wine
and singing real praises

are you gonna die?,
someone asked me.

yeah.

and I’m still drunk.

Oh God, I spilled wine
on my Jesus t-shirt.