Yahweh's fuck up

a coffee-inspired anti-christian rant

dense black bitterness of
immense caffeinated jitteryness
presses ground beans upon the
means of mental motion in
incremental compulsions to
compose constructs of
consciousness in synch with
the thinking mind behind
the twinkling of
a little star’s inkling for
making sense out of the senseless
rendering rational thought defenseless
leaving it susceptible to
irrational relevancy
immediately apparent under
the scrutiny of the inscrutable
intellect of derelict mindsets set
against the grain of a god whose
name is a vain attempt to
continue the corrupt bankrupt
judeo-christian fuck up
with which we are infected
through dysfunctional discord
disconnected from the reflected
shadow of truth showing proof that
a corpse on a cross is a decrepit
noose hanging around the necks of
nervous wrecks too afraid to
admit the reality of life without
a savior for the sake of
moral behavior that sows the seeds
of morbid prayers breeding
burial grounds for heathen children
for no other reason than to
cover up yahweh’s colossal fuck-up
concerning his inability to
masturbate into existence
that which he did not create