Out! Out! For Crying out Loud

I may be a mean-spirited resentful old man
but I love to see turkey buzzards circling
over the farm--stealth bombers.
Makes me warm, them plus
bare limb trees and
gray sky.
 

Come OUT come OUT

wherever you are. All ye.

all ye in free.

Pronounce, if you want.

Proclaim.  The elephant

IS very like a fire hose.

Stick to your guns & don't

let go.  From where  you

stand it can't be denied:

fire hose for heavens sake.

Let no one talk you out of it.

We need  all the points of
view we can get.

I brown-gnosis God I admit
him showing only his hind
quarters and nether parts
Like me. Like me: thy willy
nilly be done no doubt. Me
and Pascal wager we're better
off believing than not. I believe
God, help me my unbelief. 

(Let Go and Let God for me
amounts to something like
someone holding my head
firmly in a bucket of water
and whispering, Breathe!
Just Breathe! Got gills!
You'll see. I think I can. I
think I can.)