Part viii of the Jesus Army Saga— Jesus Army Inquisition

Jesus Army Inquisition

Them Jesus Army bastards
got their’s an inquisitioning
about the mechanicals
of to how Charlie turn
his cog-thinks on Godly God

: Godly Gods a sailor’s breath
& language coloured out the lines
: that why the world has this much sea
(spreading his arms to illustrate the wideness of the sea)
—his chancre above his regal thingy is for eyes sore sight
—him such a mischievously Godly God
& Oojoo with their whoops & whoos
& big foam finger for pointing at him
when He farts & burps an alphabet
— isn’t a help.

The Jesus Army Inquisition
puzzled & angered at his blasphemousness.

My ear I put to the ground always
listening out for my gaffa’s bellow
—might be grumbly in the downward town.
Godly God has him there bank holidays
every year for mischief with that Laird of Dark
—they have alike tipple
: rum n’ milk with braised leg o’ lamb
& songs screeched by Tom O’ Bedlam
on his jaw bone xylophone.

In mangelic chorus
: Banish him now, until time ends!
Be gone foul man be gone!
Inquisitional digits thrust
door-ward dramatically
— the door hits Charlie’s bum
on the whoosh out.

Charlie sobs in his bed.

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