[Split]

One savior, one sip- fuck I dipped a hunk of Christ Crisp
in the Dionysian blood of His Re-Arisedness. Liked it.
Sup kids. Stay with it. Through break-ups, break-ins,
K-Cups, chase it whatever lulls you into complacence.
Hieroglyphics of the ancients is astrophysics to the patient,
Take time at century's pace- "eventually" is fate's half-brother, ain't it?
They say its nothing to love her, say its something to be a father,
as if forgetting a latex makes godly divinity outta paupers,
Prosaic gold from poetic copper. Say "this date's getting old" to go home,
Know everything's taking hold, felt it the soft roll of the bones,
Fate's a magic carpet ride, from Saudi grottos to pay-phones.
Six sides boils down to snake-eyes. I'll play cognitive dissonance,
Play along in the key of lost innocence and I thank you for the sin.