jesus in my lava lamp

motorcycle wrappings and oogie boogie dugs

red white and yellow fire in brand new stages

jesus spoke from his tortured upside down

in the lava lamp reflection on my window

he screamed and bled and called my name

begging me to lick his wounds to heal

both his spirituality and my physical

leaving to rule the world

in conflicted chaos

 

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