cadence - August 31st, 2024

The devil bathes in whitest lies

The purest evil dares to go

A painless Papal palate cleanser

Drowns the taste of truth untold

“Mama tells me I’m a sinner.”

Let her tell you all she wants. 

Ivory venom, canines dripping,

Cigarette teeth and rotting tongue

Heaven’s creeks don’t know the power

Hell’s got rivers, oil slicks

He’s hiding oceans from God’s vantage

Lest leviathans peek their heads

Lie flows freer than human amber, 

It’s got that glimmer, good-intent glamour

We’ll pretend mundanity justifies it

We dress it, shoot one back for good measure

Skeletons drink with empty stomachs, 

Acid rain beneath the bones

Tip one backward, Hell’s own upward,

Rain like ash and pumice stone

The Devil’s rain is whitest lies,

Feeds the masses’ laving mouths

I pray it feeds the crimson ivies

That reach our throats and choke the sounds