Hearts fly over my head
Hearts flying over my head
This will be what replaces brain cells
These will supplant canonized rebels
Thumbs in my eyes
Thumbs thrust into my eyes
This will be what replaces good tidings
These will be what replaces the tithing
God is gone
and so the tabernacle
Upended altars
False idols
Pictographical angels
Love is Like is Repetition
Love is like, is like Love is gone
Like gone repeated, Love dragging on
Then gone, like Love is attrition
Gone is God
and us all their children
We all our own altars
Our skin carved and clawed
We are our own sin
paulie lipman is a jewish queer poet, performer, and novelist out of Denver, CO by way of too many damn places. a two time national poetry slam finalist, their work has appeared in The Emerson Review, voicemail poems, ellipsis, Prisma: Zeitblatt Fur Text & Sprache (Germany), and Protimluv (Czech Republic). they are the author of two poetry collections “from below/denied the light” and the upcoming “sad bastard soundtrack: songs of faith and distortion” (Swimming With Elephants Publications).
Church Photo: Harry Miller
South Broadway Ghost Society 