No Old Gods

No Old Gods

Just gods with old ideas
that slice away people's ears
& tidbits      here & there—
among commoners perforce—
Steal a duck      lose a finger
Fuck a Lady      win a necktie
Kill a matron    break on wheel.
The gods smile, "Our Lords
have enshrined our dogma."
On earth, as it is in heaven—
though if dieties' blood flows
in heaven as like on earth,
won't the Silver City stink
of iron & quicklime— & gods'
old ideas smell as well?