God budded
(Remember Athena from Zeus?)
God studded
the
land
Thudded his hand
Upon
your forehead
And sometimes your bed was stale
Wished for a swift Armageddon
Then God gutted the land
Set it ablaze
Placed his apocalypse
On your mouth
( the kiss
And you thought upon
A fire brighter than a star
of death)
That wishes do come true.
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