my aunt bought a shirt with jesus on it today

and the little christan girl

chants:

"may the lord be with you"

"christ be loved"

"bless you sweet"

"bible bliss take this butterscotch"



and she has

those glazed apple eyes

and her mouth is full of spun sugar

and i am disgusted with myself for

wanting to

eat her

because faith is a caramel someone

force feeds

you at birth or before

or maybe if you are so very lucky

you take prescribed capsule bright

purple pills in

an old age

that light up heaven's gates



And It Does Not Matter Cause I Don't Like caramel anyway.