Be sweet to me
I sing to you
Be severe
I give you laws
Clap your hands
I let you dance
This is an idol of the lord
Birds are singing
Day beginning
People breathing frankincense
Bring me
pen and paper now
I have to write
His Name again
This is an idol of the lord
What holy is
I do not know
or what you want
with me below
Your Name disgraced
by what you make
Your Name despised
by such as us
All is holy
All is foul
This is an idol of the lord
Woman in
an open dress
Press her nipples
on my wax
Make her ask
me for release
When I’m before you
on my knees
The ova ships
the semen hoards
by arms embraced
by vows ignored
This is an idol of the lord
Sponsoring boredom
Spiriting cock
Mounting panic
Moistening cunt
Looking at you
with small birds’ eyes
Slipping panties
over your face
I am your back
I am your front
Body is holy
Mind is a toy
On seas of thought
or matter’s shore
Divide my world
from skin to core
or make it one
as it was before
Overthrow me
one more time
This decision
this decision
is an idol of the lord