So I should have been more alerted.
So I should have foreseen the wreck.
God was bored, and to get diverted
Challenged me with you as a check.
I expected him to deal dirty –
But he wasted no single day.
Well then, bingo. I’m really hurting.
Once again he had it his way.
When you’re near I’m so warm and crowded.
And your smirk is bitter like gin.
God plays underhanded, undoubted,
God plays with a setting to win.
He will bluff. He will not be funny.
He will count the moves one by one.
That is why your footprints are sunny,
Filled with copper light of the sun.
That is why your eyes are rapacious
And your breath is a tidal wave,
For you know that he is not gracious.
He will melt me with you, not save.
He’ll corrode me with the charcoal
Of your evil lashes and hair.
He will even achieve his goal,
Make me beg, prostrated and bare –
And he’ll crucify. Cross uncalled for –
You're the faster killer indeed.
I’ll drop by for a cup of coffee.
And I’ll find
My death
At your feet.
***
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