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The Gods are Back

 the gods are back 


when things are this ridiculous 

there must be a reason 

if you drank the tea leaves, then  

what are they trying to teach us 


into the deep end 

where there’s less poison 

concentrate on good things 

hope’s a deadly weapon 


I take your gesture sincerely 

even when I have no use for it 

work it into pornography 

preserved forever in latex 


look at the bloodshed 

look at the fashion 

blended together seamlessly 

in a very tasty salad 


holidays attack us 

suddenly nostalgia grips 

you asked what the smack was for

here’s a use for it 

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