Drumbeg Parish Church

I’m awake studying the shapes
while they pray

arch beam ends
on quadrant stub

babies’ wings overlap
behind woven lattice

brown Judas sulks
into nothingness

Upritchard strolls
fake sacred stage

hymn numbers
in their slots

longwinded
cheesy pulpit guff

soldiers sleep beneath the cross
God floats in his chair

while they pray I know what’s right
nonsense to comfort fools

red carpet steps brown varnished wood
got to be quiet in church

muddle of congregation
face the orthogonal choir

fake Lord you make
fools go to church
howl out their doom and rules

the world is half indifferent
gravestones rarely die