Wake Up Dead

We wake up dead at once
not a course correction,
but coarse correction, dammit!

These are just words, no doubt
and no one is listening to the half truth tongue
of the Orange Deluder, Satan.

How many lost friends, still trapped in foreign airports?
Unfriendly times and closed-circuit spaces
with no fortune, no future.

How many of us are trapped in the devil’s realm?
Polluted water under an old bridge

Choke the air
Torch the rivers
the soil and the sky are poison.
The moon is red with menstruation.

The pine tree appeal to heaven
where your spirit connects to infinite knowledge
in the flag waving heavens of heavens

Kairos tripped unstable, untrustworthy.
The lying spirit of God gives us pressure
gives us pause. Gives us doubt.

Insectoid mouths with seven unholy words
Seven mountain buzzwords
and dog-whistle, code-word thinking.

Mark the unholy alliance of this reality
and the shadow valley
an abandoned stadium, a drifting destroyer.

Begging for a deal. Badly
Negotiating with death,
from the right, from the left
death from above, from below.

Who can know the secrets of mindful walking?
Who can speak the horrors of daily waking?

We wake up dead at once.
Even not believing, I believe
O God! I believe. Help my unbelief.