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