POETRY
Bulimic Religion
or
Sickness
by Tommy Vomit
living for the bells
enclosed in sheltered well
watch above the ashen sky
while on the ground the rubble lies
with "No God" for me to fear
my eyes are free to steer a leer
now look above to open sky
and wonder why no rubble lies
feel truth coming by and by
while we wait with open eyes
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