Alien Jesus and Chucky Manson

Alien Jesus has robot eyes
There is nowhere he cannot see you.

Even when

He dines at Chile’s
with Chucky Manson
discussing the End of All Things
The Helter of all Skelters
while drinking fish flavored fluids
disguised as vodka.
“It’s all a sham” is their motto
They say it twice, pay their bill and go.

Even then, he sees you.

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About Universal Shift

I am the Sonata Unusual. I coat myself with some obtuse angle too far below zero to become any warmer. I create motivation, activate schemas, moisten gardens with scents of natural honeydew. Construct this meaning, you sleepy flock. Silence your singing—despairing contortions out of tune. Shatter the brittle butterfly glass with your hideous wailing. I am born of my god’s imagination. When I die I shall meet him. For there are many things to discuss over tea…or scotch.

Posted on March 13, 2012, in Author, Fiction, poetry, Spirituality, writing and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. As always intriguing, intense and deep! Totally profound yet so vague!

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