Michael Spell
Uniformity
is the cuneiform
in the everlasting;
a true devotee’s read.
After all,
the forbidden tomes
in their hidden tombs
cannot be held
from the soulmeek,
from the soulleaking,
from the soulseeking,
from the ones lacking Godwealth,
lacking Godworldliness,
lacking Godluster
lacking Godlumber,
lacking Godlove.
After all,
no churchhood
can turn The Everteaching
twistable.
After all,
His headword bides,
His headword blooms
with Earthlong strides
through Lovecraft’s room.
After all,
Noah, amid his floodly drudge,
did safekeep
two mangled,
slow-sailing bengals,
the rose-chested,
the sulphur-crested,
sub-saharan hogs,
tropic frogs,
as well as
the beasts
nearest,
dearest to he.
After all,
two parsons
who preach
The Word of The Lord
packaged differently
still preach the same word.
After all,
in these realizations
and self-actualization
we find
The Beforeall.