my gods are

my gods are all story and starstuff
the heavy darkness of power through which the lights reel
wheeling in their arcs
singing endless names
litanies of wonder

my gods are all sex and death
are all rising and descending
ever returning and transforming mysteries
sacrificing always on the altars of their own stories
changed only through relationship with our own strange minds
sucked in by our tragedy comedy heartbreak

my gods are all yesterday and tomorrow
whispering through me the way ivy bursts
gathering themselves the way snakes fuck
my gods are snakes fucking
and trees shedding leaves and bursting forth with green

my gods are the turning planet
the earth dancing around the sun
the sun radiating
the moon waxing and waning
the play of things
that makes feeling real

my gods have names and faces
some they love
some they loathe
how to invoke them
how to get their attention
have you met?
kissed?
fucked?
played?
danced?

my gods are mythscapes
pornography
poetry
history
science fiction
apocryphal
inevitable
dying
always coming back

my gods are complex
we fight
we love
we remember
who we really are
together
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