United Apostates
Isn’t it post-ironic?
Published in
Sep 14, 2023
Christ cross, applesauce.
Same as the old boss.
Chi rho do-si-do.
Hands, feet, knees, and toes.
Ichthys, fix this.
Gillnets full of tithing fish.
A, O, rainbow.
Covenant has got to go.
INRI gadfly
under an all-seeing eye.
New merch. Magachurch.
Note the hand that holds the scourge.
© Thomas James 2023. All Rights Reserved.
For the Curious: The thought process that resulted in this poem was kicked off by reading See What’s Inside by maydayhobby (an excellent but quite different poem).
