I regularly choose
substance
over aesthetics
I would rather it mean
something (anything, everything,
somewhere in between)
than look pretty
Balance is not the same thing as symmetry
Yesterday someone told me
they didn’t want to interrupt me
because I looked so at peace,
headphones on, closed eyes
I started to explain to them
about the migration of Monarchs
but paused, said simply
“I was meditating on butterflies”
Today I met Revelations
He asked me how my day was
“Good. Great actually.”
He said, “Exactly…”
and wanted so badly
to tell me something
I didn’t already know
So I listened with all of me
because I don’t know everything
He told me
the devil is in so many
We can’t care about everybody
He was bible thumping,
reminded me that Lucifer
was cast out for a reason,
asked me if I knew Jesus
I told him I do,
but I call him
by a different name than you
and rattled on about how
most people believe
in the same thing
we just use different language
to describe worshipping
but that I believed
the Kingdom he spoke of
had room for every body
Gawd, this nearly broke him
He kept insisting
that not being redeemed
was the fate for most everybody
Eventually I stopped him,
“Revelations, I really enjoyed
talking to you,
but I have to get going”
Tonight I read up on
the New Testament,
looked up “imperialism”
And Christ does it hurt
to see history repeat itself
over
and
over
and
over
again
and
again
and
again
God is right now
Saints are documenting
the history of the living.
I think hindsight is Jesus
I think it could save us
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