Where god does not go.

                                  but I entered. Blood and shit on my cock
                                  bones crunching my sole, bodies stepped over
                                  bloated pus filled creatures 
                                  tugging, grave upon grave 
                                  of laughing elite
                                  fucked children
                                  shiver blue and weep 

                                  But this is where god does go.

                                                                                                      Now, where god isn’t
                                                                                                             is without senses, 
                                                                                                                             a body 
                                                                                                I know not how to defend.      

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