The Piecemeal Man (abmann) wrote,
The Piecemeal Man


An acolyte,
catalytically converted
to substandard fanatic,
breaks in time to God's drum.

He knows no zealot and fears
the blinding justice from above
because he can only see up to the horizon.

In his devotion his voice grew tired,
praying double the standard fee
four bronze secreted away
in thirty silver.

He is the Alchemists' dream:
rains of adulterous youth
and redemption sought
in coital revelry.
Though his base,
material forged with dragon's scales,
is flawed his focus is absolute.

Broken pockets and weighty exterior
rains gold and silver over
dirty peasants as he is lifted
toward a blackening rapture.
Peasants ring in their luck
with chemistry sets. They find
salvation in their store-bought Jehovah.

Can someone tell me what's going on here? I have no clue. :(
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