He

It is

a reverend

a priest

a god

It is

a holy one

a rabbi

a leader

It is

a follower

a bird

a gargoyle

It is

hope

a dream

an inspiration

It is

a thorn

a gripping hold

a terrible fear

teeth sharp

fear it

you thrill it

you fuck it

but it still keeps coming back

It

fuckin’

fucks you over

It

fuckin’

explodes in your face

in front of god

demand the american flag

forever it is yours

Burn

the sucka

reach that cross

take off those hoods

bow to thy feet

kiss my ass

fuck me hard

Cross it up

hang him down

portray that breast

on a silver platter

for my very best feast

Then it hits you

in all its glory

red, white, and blue

the demanding rain

thundering

loud, bang bang bang

Then it hits you

it is the thief of your heart

my little devil friend

i conquer you

fuck your soul

take you higher

to the plateau of utopia

beyond the land

across sea to sea

fuckin’ shining

It is

corporate

and religious

fake

and real

It is

yours

and mine

his

and hers

It is

behind and in front

below and above

in the dark and in the light

You like it

you have a great thirst for it

you are hungry for it

you ache for it

it is a cock

a pussy

It is words

thoughts

what is it?

what is it not?

Is it a question?

an answer?

a goal?

a completion?

a pleasure?

a poem?

a destination?

Find it

be it

fuck it

feel it

see it

hear it

smell it

taste it

Then

and only then

will

maybe

you will understand

what

he

he is talking about

he is about

he is

Who is that he??

© 1997 David Greg Harth

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