Paper Porridge

With the second visit came questions

Whereas with the first were answers.

We bridged the time between with paper.

So assured having never come ashore

Having never killed a man, no not like

Those barbarians here before, you never saw

What I did, if you had you’d think twice

Before asking, so lamblike so meek, to turn from war.

Close your goddamn mouth, you learned this tongue last week

I can take it back just as easy as I gave it you.

But how like God we miss the Bohr model

Heaven’s bicep around your neck

With Dinner served like clockwork

With hands as cutlery

With flatpack furniture decisions.

We could orbit each other no one need take charge

Only take heed the low gsm high density wisdom of God.

Read, read, read, then spit it all out, our holy paper porridge.